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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.. ...

Broken Moon

I walked..
Through the night.
Being aware..
That this night..
Will be gone too soon.
The silence resurrecting…
The heart beats conflicting..
The steps followed..
Tears gulped as swallowed.
Laughter echoes..
Awkwardly knows..
The distant breeze…
Covering up unease.
Darkness confides..
Momentum hides..
I don’t want to go…
As the shadow walks beside me…
It’s not what you see..
I will always be there..
And more than anything ..
You have to outreach thee.
Broken is the moon..
Broken falls in tune.
But though broken..
The shining token..
Always defeats the unspoken me.

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