Category: unrequited

Key

 Possibilities collide  
 Against probabilities
 Paradox of night and light  
 Melding all at once, all while   
 Maintaining their individualism    
 Still she comes on like a scent
 Unseen but ever present  
 Unlike the wind or a ghost  
 Over those thousand of miles
 In her secret deliverance
 And like a dew drop- on blade    
 She’s always on the cusp
 Of falling- once again in love
 But she resists at the last second    
 She’s a perfect broken angel
 That has crashed landed
 Beyond the torn fringes of love  
 Looking for an unknown hero   
 To mend her heart’s wings   
 I can feel her, center of my soul  
 Even her tears drown me
 From time to time in silence  
 When she's lost all control   
 And at the edge of our escape  
 She glitters like my last hope  
 Till she leaves me cold and- alone   
 Lost between my lucid dreams  
 And the realm of harsh reality
 Without her, I’ll never be… free  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

Out of sight, out of mind

 I’ll break free behind neon clouds
 When I know you’re not looking
 Not that you’d notice it anyhow  
 He’s really what you’ve wanted  
 But you ain’t getting anything  
 Left to the dark of your own heart  
 And you’re stranded- in between
 Your dreams and today’s reality  
 I know, I’m just the fools moon  
 You talk to when you feel alone  
 If you feel like far away company  
 It seems safer for you that way
 You really need to finally move on  
 And stop pretending that you have  
 You’re just a silly phase my heart
 Is mysteriously gotten locked onto  
 Before every new red dawn comes  
 And you’re back to wanting him
 Until I’ve become new and whole  
 I’ll go on being… your forgotten  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

Cause

 She’s in love
 Her heart has been moved
 Now she wakes up
 Smiling like a blooming rose  
 Life is finally feeling right  
 And when she dreams at night  
 She leaves her past behind
 Cause she’s in love  
 Her loneliness has faded
 Along with her mistakes
 Her broken heart is healing  
 And she understands everything  
 Like what love is and ain’t     
 Cause she’s in love  
 Glowing like a moon  
 Moving, like grace on Sundays
 And her sparkling eyes
 Are like diamonds on fire
 Only heaven could’ve made her  
 Her warm embraces  
 Can cure the soul's hurts  
 Cause she’s in love  
 With a new and true eternity
 And nothing can take her away
 Lips like a pure angel
 Voice like a songbird  
 She’s everything I want  
 Everything I dreamed
 She’s in love, but not… with me
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

No arriver

 
 Sometimes, Its gets all too quiet  
 Can’t sleep, very long at nights
 My anxious heart feels its pain   
 Now I take, my midnight stroll
 In the fog and damp chilly cold  
 Pretending we walk hand in hand
 Just like in all my dreams, alone  
 Taking a short rest upon a bench
 As rain becomes soft snow instead   
 Where I watch lovers embrace again
 When they step down from the train
 As I wonder, would we do the same;  
 Or would you never dare let me go?   
 Shame, we will never really know  
 But I’ll still dream of you...again  
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

Vacancy

 By choice or  
 Circumstance
 At some point  
 Sun rays will tire  
 All rain ceases to fall  
 Echoes fall damp in silence
 As my whispers forget to call
 And I've gone out of your sight   
 As my desiring love...gets forgotten
 
 
 Poet of the Light ©  2020

Overflowing

I’m tired, so, so tired
Tired of wearing the blues
I’m tired of listening
To the lies from your disguise
That you keep selling to me
Your words make my head spin
You’re my hearts illusion
I’m living off your confusion
And your lack of understanding
Is killing all my emotions
How can love really exist;
When you treat me like this?
Tell me, who ever heard:
Of watering dead flowers, 
Then expected them to bloom? 
After all this time of waiting
After all this time of pretending
You’d think I finally- get it
But- baby, I just don’t
And that's the real problem
I don’t get what you're promising
I don’t get anything from you
But more lies
More sleepless confusion
More heartaches
More nights, without you too
More secret crying
More no sweet loving
More of what I’ll never get
But is all I really want
I’m tired of living this mess
And I’m tired of lying to me
Just to cover...for you


Poet of the Light © 2020

Grey going black

It should be criminal
How you do me this way
I can see it all now
You don’t want my love
I’m just your passing time thing
To replace what you’ve lost
A temporary kind of ghost
Keeping you from going insane
How vulgar you’ve made me
Like an infection spreading
Now I need someone else
To be vulgar for me
A plaything to keep on a string
Whenever my emotions get to me
And I’m missing that touch
Of whispers caring bout me
I miss the shivers you gave to me
When I first believed
My mind is slowing dying
In a gray pall of reality
Because my heart is broken
And my cure left me on the floor
Not even one little taste
Unsatisfied in every way
In the darken pain of… unloved


Poet of the Light © 2020

Selective matter

Oh- those happenstance meetings
Akin, how scraped paper does float
Landing most abruptly place to place
Sometimes only but for a moment
Others, seemingly more indefinitely
Ever subject to unseen changing winds
And merciless unpredictable weather
We skid, slid, bounce and smash into
The ruins of shattered broken things
Tossed away when no longer palatable
We epitomize those roles- as people
Like beloved paper hearts, disowned
Ripped out from love's used booklet
Tumbling blind into multiple of lives
In remote or other exotic destinations
Sometimes we go unnoticed and still
Others, we’re centric of their crises
Swept up against some preverbal fence
Someway we mesh, near seamlessly
Forgetting we’re still used paper hearts
As if somehow we’d always been there
Amidst a dark background of silence
Caught up on some bits and fragments
But of someones else's broken pieces
Hearts, dreams or within turbulence
Suddenly you’ve come front and center
As your unwantedness eases away
You’re feeling that renewed worth
And that comfortableness starts to fit
Forgetting still our own vulnerability
And our former past life of events
We laugh and embrace the sun rays
Enjoy those brief scattered showers
The pleasing scent of spring flowers
Life- has never felt like such a blessing
And just like that, we’re uprooted
Cruel reminds of our ended season
Time has past as we were oblivious
And now we’re back traversing again
To those former roles as, paper hearts
Unneeded, tumbling while...withering

Poet of the Light © 2020

Forswear

I could unwantonly reside without you
If that is the tomorrow I’m bequeathed
Though it would be most bleak, at best
I’d refuse acceptance of the cold ambiance
Know darkness could never replace you
Nor could it ever become my friend
We’d be more like armistice adversaries
Coexisting only for the sake of silence
My sanity would surely be overly taxed
My heart- withering in desolate winds
Not even the Ravens would dare visit
Out of fear of getting lost in my madness
A man, an island to himself...still in love


Poet of the Light © 2020

Bird of paradise

Its kinda hard to explain now
When you saw me in the light
I was just breaking through
From a fresh morning dew
Out of the surface of darkness
For my- one- millionth- time
Embarrassing to say out loud
This is how some cycles happen
Be it a flower or human touch
When you’re unwanted, you wilt
I’d fall into the death of doubts
Where I’m covered in rejections
Until a new season comes forth
And I thirst to be held by love
Residing here in this lost garden
With my courage again I become
Just as you found me...a sprout


Poet of the Light © 2020