Louise

Louise Oct 2014

I think I've lost a friend,
a feeling,
a thought,
a moment.
What ever it was
it came and went,
lingered, and then left.
I'm not even sure what it was
maybe it was a part of me
something that felt like a friend
one of those people
you know is just passing through.
So, I accept it,
I suppose
it's life
and these things
'happen'.

I just feel a little 'less'
of a person now
but didn't I always?

What will it take
to complete the 'whole'

Maybe I won't be the same again
Do I want to be?
I'm no different
just a little more
of who I wasn't.
But aren't we all?'

Louise Oct 2014

'Someday'

~

Vague thoughts of you
leave a lingering taste
on my tongue

Thoughts of you
'there',
memories of you
'somewhere far away'

They merge
so delicately
and with such
a tenderness,
yet are still laced
with a sadness
that lingers on my tongue also

Unable now, to remember
the exact moments
I'm trying to forget

Someday
I'll recall them
but will I want to,
will I need to
when all I have here
is the 'now'
a place
where the past will never be.

~

Aaargh!!! Haven't put pen to paper in ages!!!
(not sure what's happened)

Sep 2014

kavisha shah

Drifting Away

Do you ever wonder
Sitting in the lonely nights
Does your heart ponder
The outcome had we not surrendered to the fight?

To think we set two sails
Reaching out to a common destiny
No wonder we did fail
The thread interwining our lives was faulty

Our love wasn't strong enough
To brave the turbulent seas
It should have been tough
But withered away as the autumn leaves

And then we reached the parting place
Where the currents directed us in different ways
As much as we tried to hold on
Atlast we just drifted away

Louise Sep 2014

And we laughed.

Isn't it so wonderful
that we have humour.
During difficult times or events,
it sees us through.

I attended my best friends, mother's
funeral today.
Sue is her name.
It was harder than I expected
even though I've known her
for over 30 years.

As I arrived
my friend made me laugh
straight away.
(She has a weird humour,
which is why I love her)

People joked about Sue's
stubbornness and
her opinionated ways.

I caught up with people
I hadn't seen in a while
and didn't realise they
knew her too.

And we laughed.

Thank god for humour.

God bless you Sue
x

Louise Sep 2014

The Pen Is Eager

It's so simple really,
'Let the pen write,
tell my tale,
explain how I feel!'

I cannot!
The pen is eager,
in hand.
My mind, however,
is stubborn
and secretive

I don't want to write
although I feel the urge.
My thoughts,
are not clear enough.
I 'suspect',
yet I cannot express.

I'm sure this will not make any sense. I've posted it as it makes sense to me and hopefully I can be rid of an uncertainty I've caused myself.
: )

Sep 2014

Jon York

As We Grow Older. . .We Discover

As we grow older
. . .We discover that the meaning of life is
to give meaning to our lives and that pain
is inevitable but suffering is optional and
that we should save the best part of ourselves
for the person who deserves us.

As we grow older
. . . We discover that the best thing about the future
is that it comes just one day at a time and it is
far better to be alone than to be in bad company and
we have to cry sometimes not because we are weak
but because we have been strong for so long.

As we grow older
. . . We discover that telling the truth and making
someone cry is better than telling a lie and making
someone smile and mistakes are part of the dues
one pays for a full life.

As we grow older
. . .We discover that the strongest people are
the ones who love beyond all faults, cry
behind closed doors and fight battles that
nobody knows about.

As we grow older
. . .We discover that if we miss somebody
we call and if we want to meet somebody
we invite and if we want to be understood
we explain and if we have questions
we ask and if we don't like something
we say it and if we like something
we state it and if we want something
we ask for it and if we love someone
we tell them.

As we grow older
. . .We discover that if we are depressed
we are living in the past and if we are anxious
we are living in the future and if we are at peace
we are living in the present and what we see
depends mainly on what we look for and anywhere
is paradise and that is up to us and we know that
if we if never try, we will never know.
Jon York 2014