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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.. ...

The Why

I often imagine myself..
At the top of a hill.
Sitting still..
With my legs dangling down…
Sweeping the whole town.
While all I do..
Is to see the clouds floating by me..
With the faces that I met..
Some drops made me wet.
Some undoubtful debt..
Some charmingly abrupt..
Strangely never did they interrupt.
But flew by..
Giving out a sigh…
Feel the wind giving me a nudge.
Looked back till the edge..
Where the ground meets the sky…
And the shadow meets the why.

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