with each gust of gloom
transparent emotions flow
a whistling tender breeze
lingering a lonely rhythm
realigning clouds of smog
hovering tattering trees
leaving behind a silhouette
absorbing shadows of sorrow
all alone a locked heart
searching for unknown hope
humming the bitter dreams
of a darkened and lost soul
Like a thick mist that just won't pass I'm getting caught up in the haze.
Heart on its knees fighting to beat, still confused and questioning things in my brain.
I still have puzzle pieces but not enough remnants to make sense of anything.
Love lingers still, while I wake up every day out of a dream that I thought I was wide awake in.
So in the words of Sade,
I've got to wash you off my skin.
is encapsulated in these waves
as your tongue against the beach
licks the soft curling mists
like a deep space
brittle bones with tar
that my warm eyes
are being woken wistfully
entwining deprived lungs
because late nights
of rustling leaves
grasping to mortal
blazing joint - like static
clicks to keyboards
your words linger by my soft skin
like fantasies colliding with silence
because my writing is a grave stone
a poetry scratching rhymes
with velvet innocent shines
a vein bleeding prismatic quivers
that ripples intricate night skies
craving cigarettes after sex
take these shots
I am restless of what is left. An empty shell that was once so full. Being drained over time, with its contents close to empty. It seems as though punishment over shadows, for something that was never caused.
But why, for any reason, am i being treated thus. There are no explanations to such actions, or there lack off.
Frailty in promises, which seem to multiply over time. Yet, i linger, not wanting to give up. Its it foolishness or bravery? What governs me so to my actions? What is to become of me?
Eyes closed as I lay,
I wish you were here to stay
yet fear envelopes my aching chest
and I worry that I'll never
rest beside you.
So I lie awake and count the breaths I take,
each one feeling wasted as
the only piece of you that lingers
For a moment, everything lingered. Words
lay suspended in the evening air between
us and we sat together. The silence
cradled us and we had nothing except
enjoyment - the enjoyment of experiencing
one another - yet my eyes fell to the
floor as I realised that this was a mere
dream, being half the world away from you.