I try to wear you once in a while,
making sure if you fit the same
as the last time i checked
But then again, whenever i notice
the apparent worn off, tired seams
from the fabric that was once our love,
I go back again and sew them together,
Carefully threading the gaps back
where they once were sewn tightly shut,
left with no space for inadequacy,
hardly any place for scarcity of love.
My misguided, solitary efforts then proved
a love with tenuous and delicate clothing
that has misplaced its capacity
to wear out storms and excessive usage.
Back there is where i find
that not everything burnt out
could rekindle its flame.
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 6:19 AM UTC
Despite your belief that;
your body is a field of flaws,
may their flowers grow,
lengthened as you hope they'd be.
Long for your soul not to rot;
that the scars you will cause,
happiness will eventually sew,
become everything you hope to be.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC
In my school,
is where her aptitude
was viewed
in grades,
and girls in heels,
leered in contempt,
and even attempt
to fake a smile
in her direction.
In my home,
is where her heart isn't,
where her own mother,
never forgets
to mind her own mess
and never asked
her reasons why
and fakes a smile
in her direction.
In my room,
is where a girl,
sits in front her mirror
who left this note
on the floor,
as she took too many pills,
finally peace fulfills,
and fakes a smile
in my direction.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 9:43 PM UTC
I woke up,
extra early this morning,
and took a bath,
to wash away,
all the debris,
you left.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
Because through sleepless nights,
and waiting for daylights.
All that I could do,
while in his arms was think of you.
And paint his eyes with a sigh,
with colors of yours, asking myself
why.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
Don't go off to war yet, love,
for we have war within ourselves,
it seems you've been dodging bullets
you, yourself, shot.
And tonight you will lie,
"peacefully," you lied,
and as you wake with bloodshot eyes,
I realize I lost you before you came.
And when it's time for you to go,
I find you already gone,
before you walk out the door,
saying goodbye, a promise replacing forever.
Which I believe is
the wrong promise to keep;
for your words are fickle
and so does your love it seems.
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 2:03 AM UTC
If I was mute,
as my voice slips from under me,
would you take time and effort
to listen to words I couldn't utter?
If I had blindness,
as I crawl and
rummage through darkness,
would you guide me away from my thoughts?
If I was deaf,
your voice blind to me,
would you sing endlessly,
until your emotions seep into my ears?
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
Love Him so,
with such depth;
they take root
in the earth’s crust
and make them tremble.
Make it so,
that the devil, shaken,
took to great
measures
seeking His touch.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 8:24 AM UTC
I hope tomorrow day,
you ***** all the words
you whispered to me
the night before
and may your heart
be filled with definite pain
for all the things you never did.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 8:16 AM UTC
“Don’t worry because
I will make time
to stare at you;
tracing your collarbones
like constellations and;
watch your eyes
obligingly flutter close
and darling, I’ll kiss each eyelid
hoping you'll taste my love,
turn your eyes into the colors
of someone you loved
and in time, they’ll turn into mine
and you will dedicate your time,
staring at me
as much as I did to you
when he didn’t.”
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 8:04 AM UTC