Category: break-ups
Used to
I used to love the moon at night Now it just some overt reminder There are other stars in the sky I used to wade into the waters Before water drowned me in tears Now I just watch it all from afar I’ve become estranged to believing At least the kind I used to trust in Wordless, truth spoke in the eyes I used to love all beautiful things Old, broken or misused by others Long before my whole life changed I used to be honest down to my bones But now- I can’t tell if I’ll love a lie That smiles and whispers: I’m alone I used to respect and know myself Before getting used to … loving hell . Poet of the Light © 2021
China shop
The sun rose up eerie that day Clouds seem to be at a stand still I really didn’t care much as all Smiling to wholeness of my world As every color brought me more joy With remnants of those moon kisses Still wet and fresh upon my lips Then sadly- I noticed, your absence By then all the clouds disappeared Somehow, I stood there- in the rain Felt the heat burn me in place My heart and mind going senseless My lips suddenly cracked and dried Everything: a new shade of grey Even unspoken whispers couldn’t fly In your wake all you left behind Was for me to innocently sigh Wallow in hollowed memories Kneel in an overwhelming disbelief Even my inhales were half shattered I was just another- broken piece Of the world your horns have ravaged All I am, is your… collateral damage . Poet of the Light © 2021
Pivotal
It starts like magic so innocently Resistance begets that new friction A whiff, a look- maybe simply nothing Like a flame growing out of control Everything about you is right here I’m bewitched- but I just do not care Once I see your eyes I am hypnotized The touch of your fingers, caressing Sending fiery chills all throughout me Weight of your body covering mine Sweet dampness of your lips pressing And I’m falling in an imaginary truth So much for calling this a peaceful truce I degust your kisses; so intoxicating Then I am lost to you from everything I feel you pulsing trough my veins Like a drug- making me feel insane I can’t hold on, and I can’t let go Am I coming here or am I going there? I don’t know- what is wrong or right The sun suddenly blacks out just in time Can’t seem to reboot my …muscle memories . Poet of the Light © 2021
Barrowed
Oblivious to nature of the galaxy How it toils on without permission However, we do notice of its presents When that infamous tolled bell rings If- I hear echoes of the bell tolled I know, twas not for I- not this time Yet- and none the less I am lessened Of whom it tolled in reconciliation To notably lose an unmet friend In a most eerie but secretive silence That often can have a chilling effect I should relax; loosen my tense cringe Recollect my lost train of thought, as if Nothing at all happened… when it did . Poet of the Light © 2021 Re: Ernest Hemmingway For whom the bell tolls~
Overcome
Setting aside all our childishness And those hurt emotions, still left Inside raw scars buried in my chest From a devastating chaotic erosion Of our once shared euphoric heaven Protected by some imaginary bubble Oh! I have come to realize these days That wear on in much different ways There is no real guilt to share or wear No blanketed blame for either to carry Such is the nature of adventures taken No misleading star we blindly followed That stole us away from our own reality No winds came to blow us off course Albeit we drowned in what was current What we shared was beautiful, at first And far beyond our ability to maintain We were but simple pyre to that flame We got caught in the wild and rampant Until we fell into an invisible crevasse A fault line- that laid obscure somewhere Between where we started, and ended A landscape we learned was not… love . Poet of the Light © 2021
Modulations
They often asked what was bothering me Rarely did I hear what they’re saying When they saw me stop cold and stare I was simply locked into a moment Suddenly triggered by something In the air or just lying there in the silence Time steals me back to that place called- us Before it crumbled into broken trust Goosebumps erupt over my skin Maybe the world is coming to an end Has the sun fallen for the moon’s shadow? How could I know when I get like this? I don’t usually even realize Teardrops breaking from my eyes Or that my heart tries- escaping my chest Misbelieving you’ve returned to stay That you are sorry and want to change All I really know is there are fragments Of you and your essence at large and everlasting Admittedly, sometimes I don’t notice They have stopped asking me … anything . Poet of the Light © 2021
Anecdotic
Mind not the shabby quarters I keep I admit fully, it wasn’t always this way But this landscape has endured much As have I- serving as its lone steward I have crafted again renewed old walls Out of loves cracked blocks of trust Many discolored with gaping holes Wrought with fingerprints of old lovers That have worn no shame nor blame In changing of their fashionable desires As they existed my heart in a cloud of dust Offering me no questions or answers These tiny pieces of what laid strewn Became sidewalks my midnights use When ghost of their vacancies … tuck me in . Poet of the Light © 2021
Exquisite friend
A blushed sun is veiled this day Marbled grey skies; fogyish overcast Interchanging breezes, so apropos There is no one to send flowers to Rose thoughts permeates the ambience Nor sentiments for the obvious loss Or to see paying their last respects The sound of taps won’t be heard Echoing out like moaning birds No- you expelled all that in darkness In depths where love and you crashed Crowds won’t be here gathered around To shake any hands or wiping tears Regrets for things left unsaid- vacant Your scars need not mend complete now Cause for love is being laid, tragically The sermon, will come as silent whispers All will miss the unsaid moral message No one will know they were even thought And I- need not battle with your odd wits Nor the choices you made so impulsively I will miss dragging you out of hell’s gates I guess in my own way, I always believed Your finishing act would be in such fashion Daring to love, one last time, unabashedly I will truly wish your full forgiveness Each time I come visit… my faithful heart . Poet of the Light © 2021
Righteous
Crimson- black, blue, and undistinguishable Shattered; a scattered casualty of a mess As if a giant glass kaleidoscope had- burst Her fingerprints, clearly all over all of it That’s how she left my innocent heart On her immense exit of my love, my life Her weapon of choice was whet caustic words Razor sharp that cut to the bone of my soul I never would have suspected this cruelness And I sat there stunned- alone in a dark corner Even my tears had given up on the task of falling Like an abandoned child ignoring the obvious Still, with last fiber and conscious of my being My heart craved the best way to … forgive her . Poet of the Light © 2021
