Save me the hindsight
Save me all those bullets
Save me that white lie
At the tip of your tongue
.
Save me for the last time
Or save me for another
Like rainy days and sinners
Go save me for seconds.
Save me the hindsight
Save me all those bullets
Save me that white lie
At the tip of your tongue
.
Save me for the last time
Or save me for another
Like rainy days and sinners
Go save me for seconds.
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My shadow no longer walks with me—
Not because there is no light to cast upon it,
But because it’s ashamed to take the very same path
My disgraced footsteps have left an imprint on
But could I blame my shadow for running away?
All it wants is a drop of tasteless medication
And I’m a lacklustre smile away from an overdose
Sitting here, under the ghostly orange of the streetlight
Watching the outline on the asphalt recede from me,
I count how many seconds it takes for me to get home
And pray under my breath that my shadow doesn’t follow.
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We got heartbreak in the making
And we’re drowning in the waves
Keep on drifting, it’s the only thing we know
Yeah, my story’s always changing…
~*~
I close my eyes
And all I see is purple
Like chewed gum
Or a pouting mouth
Trying to prove its point
Unsure of what to say,
It stutters and breaks
Into a torn-up smile—
Speaking like gasoline
Falling apart like an adjective
And dreaming like I’m not
Hurt by the seasick hope
And the disgrace in my blood
Rushing all the way to my
Face; the broken blush
Playing my madness in g sharp,
Counting the seconds until
I can close my eyes again
To see that purple mouth
Twisted up into a kiss.
~*~
Burn each other
Leave a little room for hope
I just can’t stop
I like you tearing up my heart
Our future’s dark
But I just can’t stop…
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i sculpted
a towering
sandcastle of
a smile, toiling
for endless hours
only for your
raging tidal waves
to come and wash it
all away in a mere
couple of seconds.
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I see meaning where you don’t, where you don’t
I see waves of pastel orange and yellow paintings fire
I see futures that you won’t, that you won’t
I see futures where our nights are lost to condensation…
~*~
i see a future
in your smile
and a dimple
with a bruise
eyes that light
a jar of fireflies
and could fill up
an ocean trench
that button nose
twitching quaint
and slightly red
from bad pollen
ears perk, listen
for symphonies
and hear out the
sourest of notes
lips and tongue
in soft half moon
which you never
wane to a full one
as eyebrows that
raise in quick wit
miss the eyelash
that grants a wish
with zinnia tresses
in springtime wind
you use it to hide the
blush in your cheeks
i see grey and colour
blacks and whites in
that simple mind that
wanders far too much
it’s too bad you don’t see
the same way i do, and you
only see time ticking seconds
away from your quiet beauty.
~*~
Running through the cold air
Searching for a meaning
Passed out on the concrete
Dizzy from the spinning
Wake up to the feeling
That everybody’s leaving…
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thirteen seconds
feel like infinity
when i count it
under my breath
thirteen seconds
turn into infinity
when i count it
but you still left.
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the hours
are slowing
insufferably
clocks melt
and shiver
quite palpably
the minutes
chew seconds
and spit them out
i’m still waiting
and failing; patience
dries my mouth.
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[Before I return to take back the stolen eternity]
{It was never yours to keep away, I’m quite afraid}
[Perhaps I was too immodest for my dear adversary]
{Say it isn’t so, you were simply being oddly staid}
[I instruct, here’s how the evening shall transpire]
{I won’t keep any promises, but I’m fascinated so far}
[Listen to my candle pondering, don’t blow out the fire]
{I couldn’t fathom a consequential tenebris I’ve to war}
[Apologies, to me, felt like prickling stars under my skin]
{Infinitesimally glowing, yet you’re ashamed of constellations}
[And though I have but the sun to offer to my regretful kin]
{My mind is awed by the faintest glimmers of an oncoming dawn}
[I’ll cave, while you’re distracted by the illustrious sight]
{Never has thine cold moonstruck eyes experienced such a flare}
[And far too curious and enthralled to even regard your sleight]
{I aspire to discover this incandescence, I’m caught at unawares}
[I’ll do a whispery tiptoe behind your back and reach in quietly]
{I could barely feel a butterfly touch sweetly humming in my pocket}
[And finally have eternity for myself forever, to display in wondrous reverie.]
{Had you forsaken your diamond tears and asked nicely, I would have let you keep it.}
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