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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 Little Things


*pic courtesy from pinterest 

The little things
the little smile
the little flower
in the corner aisle
the little butterfly
catches my eye
along with 
the hovering bee
like sketches
drawn in the sky
look at the little ant fleet
just close to my feet
the little spider
takes a warm seat
the little girl
who hops on
the broken tile
while her mother
looks right across 
the street from a mile
I wave at her
she waves back
the little gestures
the little fingers
the little spider
continues to linger
the little heartbeats
as humming treats
while I pick up the little crumbs
from my bread last night

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