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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.. ...

To You

To you..
I love..
For how many ..
Different ways..
I could think of.
To you..
I seek..
For any..
Kind of day..
I could wink off.
To you..
I find..
Not to be a part of..
Any given way..
That meets dismay.
To you..
I shower..
A pattern of colorful shade..
That never would fade.
Away the smile from your face.
To you..
I deny..
The caricature of actualism.
As reality makes this dull.
Trickling down to the very skull.
To you..
I know..
And you shall never say..
But pick to stay..
Until the very last day.
In my mind..
Like the very same day..
When I found you.

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