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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.. ...

Window

Waiting on her window..
Everyday for a passing shadow.
Not turning towards her..
Still making an innocent stir.
As days go by..
Getting glued to the window…
That urges her to follow..
Despite the unchanging pathways..
that might eventually lead to her..
Kept making the distant spur.
Finally the shadow was gone..
And the curtains were drawn.
Those eyes did never look..
Cause that shadow had overlook.
While someone’s hair had flew on her way..
As she stood up to walk away.

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