|I'm a real nice person deep down... like really really deep down....|
I Remember You
I remember that dark blue shirt with that little thread sticking out from your shoulder,
I remember those stars behind your left ear and the mole behind your right,
I remember the feel of your rough palms against my waist,
I remember those tingles that shot through my chest when you laughed,
I remember your cologne that wafted inside when i inhaled deeply,
I remember your chapped lips pressed against my forehead,
I remember you like that favourite old song whose lyrics come back naturally even after eons of not hearing,
I remember you...
The Crooked Me
You weren't into broken toys
And i was the one on the last shelf
The one you once enjoyed watching
Crooked and slow
But when i turned around the corner
and you didn't follow
I found you looking at the new arrivals
With a sparkle in your eyes
So i watched you walk away
Every time i hear your feet
I can't help but wait for you
To come n watch my crooked self play..
She was a piece of glass
That turned into a kaleidoscope
It was adrenaline from
The fear in the eyes of her prey
That caused her lips to curl
Into a menacing grin
like a shard of ice
That left no trace
when she aimed for your heart...
GUNS and ROSES
The one whose body is a mural
Of everything that made his heart clench
His eyes are a pool of black orbs
With a streak of crazy in them
It's a chronicle
written in red and black
Of the moment
she turned into his kryptonite
And held his heart captive
With a chain of roses
to make the devil bleed rainbows...
She was an iceberg
With only a few words
On the tip of her tongue
And the rest were stored
In boxes with memories
Frozen in the icicles
Of her heart...
She wore her scars Like an armour
The smoke from the burning skeletons
Clouds her eyes
The stench of the stale blood
From the dead soul
paints her insides
She is the eye of the storm, Powerful
enough to make the devil run
With a smile cannibal enough
To tear him apart...
I'd turn you blue n black in places
That no one would be able to touch you
Without knowing you're MINE...
I WANT IT THE ARCHAIC WAY
Where holding hands seems too much
Nd meetings were a crime
When days were spent waiting
For the letter or the phone to ring
When the nights were spent
Gazing the moon
nd wishing on a shooting star
Where love wasn't measured with
Social app status's or Valentine's
When a simple smile
Roared louder than words ever could..
She was a blind irony
who dreamed in colour
unaware of the world around
that only bled black and blue.
THE RAGING SEA
Loving you was like
being stuck in the raging sea
with the alluring island at the end
and high tides in between
which left me in a dilemma
Of whether i should sail through
Or let the raging winds change
my course and let myself drown.
Everything about him screamed poetry,
the way his eyes always glistened,
when people asked him about her,
the sad part about that was,
He was just another sonnet
Written in red,
who only knew the suffering
That followed love....
THE LIBRARY AISLE
It was getting harder for her to concentrate at the protagonist for the gaze from the mysterious guy down the aisle was too strong... making her wish for the same fate as the girl in the story... being swept off her feet... shaking her head to clear it she turned the next page but all she could picture was her and the mysterious guy playing the characters.... her cheeks turned a shade darker as the guy in the story pulled the girl closer to him and her eyes looked up only to find the mysterious guy looking at her.... she'd only heard it in movies... stuck in time... she closed the book and made her way past him... with heart beating fast...
Startled by the...
The sound of the clock ticking,
That condensed droplet
Making it's way down the glass.
The picture is still fresh,
Everything happened in slow motion,
The drop was sliding down,
When i saw the nurses rushing inside.
Those doors lit with red light.
The drop was halfway down,
When i saw a man wearing scrubs
Making his way to me.
I remember some muffled noises,
But all i could see was,
That droplet making it's way to the end.
The moment it reached the coaster,
Everything came alive.
And i felt a hand on my shoulder,
With empty sorry hung in air.
And i realized that
Not everyone makes it to the last ....
Walk with me
As the light breeze
Blows our worries away
Nd the sand beneath our feet
Marks our journey together...
Maybe we go way back....
when creating souls was just a dream the almighty had...
and while putting all the ingredients together he spilled some in two bowls and created us.
But his bitchy daughter, Fate, didn't get the candy she needed so she threw one of us away...
Eons later, we both ended at the same thrift shop in search of a body that was free from battle scars...
but we forgot that some scars run deep under the skin...
and no matter how pretty the shell was... they'll always be there....
It took me a while to understand that not everyone who talks about flowers passionately loves them... it's the one that waters them everyday, waiting for them to bloom that does....
" You'll get addicted" he laughed.
" i know" she whispered as she re-read every letter he ever wrote to her...
I'm sorry, i forgot that i wasn't the only one looking for a place to stay.
And you walking away ,Wasn't your fault.
It was mine.
When you dreamt of Comfy bonfires,
All i offered you was a broken heart with my past still burning into flames to keep you warm.....
The gravitational pull from the dead butterflies that settled At the pit of my stomach when you left , felt too strong. Weighing down every movement still holding my soul captive in that moment from 4 years ago , as my body moved forward. The soul that once smelled of rainbows and sunshine now reeks of betrayal and bloodshed. So I'll let you have the shovel to get your memories out if you ever need. They'll be buried in the graveyard you left behind when all you promised me were roses and a forever together .....
You asked me to never voice your name out loud
to keep you hidden
away from the accusing eyes and fingers
but as i watched you walk away
there was only so much i could hold back
i still kept my promise
and never voiced your name
but as the dark settled in
and the moon shone bright
i let the ink scratch your name
and the paper to scream loud
of all the times i bit my tongue
to keep a secret
i thought was mine.
So I'll Let You Guard The Door Tonight
So i'll let you guard the door tonight
as a new pair of hands appear
i'll let your memories chain the door
to keep those hands at bay
i'll let your voice echo loudly
dulling the voice at the door
i'll let your parting words pierce
the walls, painting them red
to keep the light from creeping in
i'll let my mind wander the lanes
of my hand laying cold without yours
to keep any warmth from seeping in
So i'll let you guard the door tonight
to save what you destroyed that night......
I hope that with the rise of dawn
The mist that clouds your eyes
And you see the colours
Of the world around you
The brook is bluer than you imagined
The night is darkest shade of black
I hope the mist breaks through
Nd you see
The cycle that runs the universe
Where it goes from light to dark
But somehow I'm stuck in dark
And all you picture is light....
The moment you entered the room
You're cologne wafted inside
making me draw a deeper breath
Till it intoxicated me
And left the cocaine and meth
Tasting like cherries
And making my pupils dilate
And my heart thump loudly
Who knew musk and that earthy scent
Were more powerful than cocaine....
" what is it that you fear the most?" Asked her best friend.
" Suffering from Dementia when I'm 70 and the only thing I'd remember is him" she answered.
Game of Reflections
It all started with the way
My heart soared when
We stood too close.....
Soon this warmth turned
Into a little tug
When you forgot my name
Signalling my brain that
It wasn't the same
But the moment our eyes met
It again thumped loudly
Trying to break through
To return to where it belonged
Slowly this tug turned into
a searing pain
as i realized
That it wasn't me
You were looking at
It was her
Standing right behind me
And it turned into a
Game of reflections
Where my eyes reflected your face
And yours held hers......
Loving you wasn't something
That happened deliberately
It was the way your eyes
Sparkled when you laughed
Or the way that toothy grin
Rested on your face at my sight
That made me believe that
Sky might be holding a
But your eyes held my
As the clock struck twelve
Marking the beginning
Of the new day
I felt it
The way your name
didn't taste the same
Instead it tasted like
That old glass of whiskey
Which wasn't enough
To get me drunk anymore......
THE WAY I DO
I hope that one day
You find someone
Who, you'll look at
The way i look at you
And i hope she does too...
I WISH MUM
It was all about the summer mornings
Mum said smiling, the moment you're wrapped up in the arms of the one who looks at you like you're the centre of his universe.
I wish you would've told me about the winter nights too mum... the one where it would be me lying alone in the cold bed, rocking myself to sleep with my arms wrapped around my torso...
I wish you would've told me, that red wasn't the only colour love had.....