Category: unrequited

Better late than never

At times in my errant thoughts

I’m like a child that slips off

Without ever really noticing it

As I sit and tease at my pain

And then dare to reimagine

Life again with loved ones I lost

Renewing a reason to smile again

And everything seems normal

If only but for those fantasy minutes

And I remember the things

I learned I should’ve said but didn’t

Unrestrained beneath my breath

Impulsive whispered words flow  

I trust they heard… I said them now  

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Passenger

I’ve lost the ability to dream it seems  

As I fallout of sleep into the twilight  

My body follows steps of its memory  

I stumble into the fog of another room 

Pretending to myself it changes things  

Sit in my empty chair in a dark silence  

Nearby a window full of the moonlight  

Being captured by nothing but sheers  

Self-awareness trying to recapture me  

I’m surrounded by a ridiculous truth  

I’m not depressed- but I’m not happy  

It’s hellish to love who has forgotten you  

And I’m missing a life that I used to live  

Lost from people who made… the difference  

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Erosion

 I have days and nights now

Where realization just sets in

Like an unwanted toothache

No warning, and no medicine

To numb my inner raw pain       

Just the follow of silent hours

Trying to avoid even thinking      

But then- just as unexpectedly

Time becomes a charitable entity

And that bit of pain is vanquished     

The rawness remains ever-present

Perhaps a way of slow acclimation    

Usually, we tend to adjust in time

Until it is time to… fully collect us

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Capacity

My heart and soul are intertwined

Both have known being orphaned

Like all disposable objects in life

Where I learned I always had myself  

As one or the other carried me forth

Amongst all my silent darker times

Where even my echoes had gotten lost

And never returned me any advisement        

I sat umbrellaed beneath my sorrows

As birds do leaves in the rainy seasons           

I’ve trembled inside my own shivering

The way thunder does hidden lightning          

They’re things that can’t be separated

Like my eternal scarred love…for you

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Connectivenss

I know deep in my heart

She’ll be the one to come

As easy as a prismatic dawn

Delicate and precious

Like she’s always been

God’s perfect angel

She’ll heal me- in a breath

With her divine touch

Whispering love to my heart                      

As her grin makes all the difference

And heaven’s gates open up

As we stroll side by side, in step   

Over the threshold of life

Daddy and daughter hand in hand…again

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Dismantlement

The atmosphere felt very eerie

As I felt a shadow of suffrage

Her fixed eyes spoke in volumes

Long before her lips ever could

Stalling in face of uncertainty

My heart is compelled to listen  

During the eruption of emotions

All facade of my reality crumbles     

Even within the ugliest of truths

Whilst my heart is being broken

My world slows to a standstill   

Despite turbulent echoes of chaos

Or unrelenting looming questions

I longed most for…her dark whispers

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INRI

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His cloak long stripped off

Lost desire to hide himself

He is here- – your- brother

Strewn amongst the lesser

In miscolored bit of pieces

As if he was pecked carrion

Life rented from humanity

For but narcissistic ravens

Where he bled betwixt gasps

To be laid open and nailed

His faith tattered into tears  

They claimed it was heresy                               

To be so bold with the truth                          

To live and die a Son…of God

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Intersections

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Right from the beginning of life 

There are those that are nurtured  

By both parents and life, itself  

And those that come into themselves 

Percolating over the course of time  

Children are both whiles being children 

But at any point, they can transform  

Autonomously taking charge of their thriving  

Sprout off in any number of directions 

Some kids are hampered by darkness  

While others, from childhood- flourish  

Darkness freeing them from all conscious

Light and or darkness become a romance 

But only one entity desires… affirmation   

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Tone deaf

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I spoke to you

With words from my heart

The way I learned

Love speaks to love

But you just smiled

Then you said goodbye

And I hurt- a long while

Slowly the flame inside- died

Ma days were darker

And time just dragged on

The season muddled into- one

Nothing felt warm or cold

I was still numb, feeling old

Then a voice spoke

Like musical notes

And I turned to see her face

She looked sincere right at me

But her smile changed everything

And since then, every conversation

That she and I’ve shared

Was love speaking to love

In a language only hearts… hear

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