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Kenya83 Jun 2023
I long for a love I’m yet to meet
‘Cause the one I’ve lost has broken me
Love lies bleeding in my hands
Of memories and unfilled plans

My heart aches and my mind is numb
I’ve cried all night to the rising sun
My endless tears fall like Aprils rain
Mend my broken heart, I pray

The pain it just won’t go away
Melancholy floods my veins
I needed you to feel this pain
I needed you

Clinging to hope, to “one day, “soon”
I cemented my wounds with false promise
One day, some day, well, that didn’t come
We didn’t make it to the seaside

There was no more laughter
There was no more fun
I waited
I waited

The telephone doesn’t ring now
Your voice is left inside my head
With all your broken promises
With all the things you said

I waited
I waited
Kenya83 Jun 2023
It’s zero hundred hours on the 1st of July
I’m alone with the truth of silence
There is something to be said for stoicism, for getting on
My soul longs to release a river of tears
I focus on the light patterns
Across my dated artex ceiling
Rays of light like sunbeams
Through my 70s style, wicker light shade
I wonder about the lonely households
All the broken hearts
The ones regretting
And the ones taking it all for granted
Melancholy surrounds me like an aura
And spreads under my skin
Kenya83 Dec 2021
There you go, moving in the wind
I see you, under the Red Kite's wings
I feel your shadow, I hear you sing

There you are, among constellations of the open sky
In eye contact of passers by
Even in the tears I cry

I watch you, in the rug of fallen leaves
You're there, even when I don't believe
You hold me when I find release

I feel you, in the presence of the peeling bark
In the starkness of the lonely dark
Dear Spirit, you're in my heart
Kenya83 Mar 2021
"I love you"
she says silently before typing the words to you
She loves you
like long summer days catching grasshoppers in her hands
Like sneaking over the neighbours fence to watch tadpoles morphing into frogs
Like the adventures of the warm dusty ground, looking for lizards
She loves you like her childhood self-belief
The matter of factness that collecting cans from the street and selling handmade things
Would change the world, would save the dolphins and the whales
From Japan, Norway and captivity
She loves you certainly, like the trees she climbed
High, scary
to prove she was stronger than fear
Like the Amber jewel of tree sap and the earthly smell of pine
And things that mattered
She loves you because you have helped her remember herself
Kenya83 Mar 2021
Look nowhere but within, for your spiritual highs, forgiveness and sin.
The saddest truth there is, your a commodity.
You're a consumer to the holy man who put a price on his wisdom.
And the teachings of the earth are so lost
That we pay for courses in the innate.
To know what we thought we never needed. And become who we thought we'd never be.
Isn't that ironic?
We're lost.
This human being.
Kenya83 Jan 2021
Oh tea
How you comfort me
I want you pipping hot
Curse the day if you're not

Oh tea
How you know me better than most
You're with me through biscuits, curry and toast
Through the sadness and the jokes

Oh tea
We're together when my slumber breaks
Before and after afternoon naps
The solid, the broken and the cracked
You're my constant, that's a fact

Oh tea
You put your trust in me
Making you is an art, you see
My colleagues didn't understand
The severity that was in their hands

Oh tea
I'm sorry for the disrespect
For the long life milk and unsealed tubs
For the dust and 2 second snubs
The stained mugs and shrugs

Oh tea
You're the perfect friend
When my social skills have come to an end
Whether out ‘n’ about
Or on the couch all cosy and slouched


Oh tea
I take you everywhere
Without you? imagine the despair!
I must declare, you make me feel like a millionaire
A cup of you is like a prayer, without you I'd likely swear (a lot)

Oh tea
In a teapot, mug or cup
The choice is lucious enough
When someone comes through the door, the kettle goes on for sure

Oh tea
Through joy, celebration or pain
Disaster, pandemics or vain
Through loneliness or togetherness
You've always been so generous
Kenya83 Jan 2021
As the sun sets
The leaf sits up
Open
trusting
Asking boldly
For the last light
This vulnerable leaf
Opens its heart
Instinctively surrendering
To love
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