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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

DownPour

I dream..
To see you.
I scream..
To feel through.
I kiss..
To listen deep.
I freeze..
To glisten weep.
I hold..
To cease cold.
I breathe..
To unfold.
I fear..
To fight fair.
I stare..
Until the last flair.
I run..
Until feet’s give up.
I climb..
Obsolete heights.
I waited..
Too long.
I lie..
But cannot forget..
The downpour.
A tormented outburst..
The sights which vanish.
Until I famish.

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