NDHK - Hello Poetry

NDHK Feb 2013

It's a little bit
Coincidental
How you can become
Engrossed
With a new understanding of
Your Self
And start seeing the
Resemblances
Of what you have now been made
Aware
In everyday reminders.
But
Maybe it's just the obvious
Conclusion
Of an average
Idealist

*© NDHK

NDHK Jan 2013

Give All My Secrets Away

In the
Sweltering summertime dawn
I was
Pleasantly stunned
By the
Spontaneous presence
Of you
In my life

In the
Soothing autumn afternoon
I was
Immensely intrigued
By the
Familiar disposition
You have
In my life

In the
Slumbery winter twilight
I was
Overwhelmingly enchanted
By the
Comforting spirit
Of you
In my life

In the
Arousing spring moonlight
I was
Incredulously cognizant
By the
Undeniable home
You have
In my heart

*© NDHK

NDHK Jan 2013

Last Minutes Phone Call

Hold onto your convictions.
Even if they want to sway you otherwise.
They will never truly understand where you're coming from.
It's not their fault but all the same.

Be true to your emotions.
They are valid and real.
Worth every tear and smile and daydream.
Hold faith that you need to be patient.
Just see how things unfold.

You know yourself better than anyone.
Remember you are strong and compassionate.
You have survived worse and stand the tallest of tall.
Even if you feel small sometimes.
You have that scorching light illunminating from inside you.

Hold onto to your convictions.
Because the heart is constant in its beats.

*© NDHK

NDHK Jan 2013

Somebody

These are the moments
in the still night
I dread.
The overwhelming ones
where you have nothing
better to do than
think.
To remember over and over.
Dig into things you've seen.
Things you've heard.
To helplessly wonder and hope.
Try to lead yourself away from
disappointment.
You run scenarios through
your head.
Imagine conversations that will
never happen.
It leaves you feeling silly.
Knowing you're immersed in
a fantasy.
Even if it annoys you,
that you're lonely enough,
To indulge in these
wandering visions.
It gives a temporary idea.
Of what it would
be like.
If the one you want could be
with you.

*© NDHK

NDHK Jan 2013

Deuces Wild

If you

had a

house of cards,

Would it

tempt you

to be

a magician?

*© NDHK

NDHK Jan 2013

Team Heaven

What a special kind of hell it is.
To have feelings so
Potent and unwavering.
They swirl you around in a fog
You don't want to be clear from.

To experience everyday
The anxious temptation
Of opening your eyes
Just wide enough
To reveal the barely restrained
Longing.

If the light catches just right,
A heated glimpse
Becomes an unearthed inferno...
But doubtful reciprocation
Keeps you blinking.
This paradox of behavior inside...

To visually roam.
From point to point,
But not touch.
To inhale,
Hovering next to me
But not taste.
It's maddening,
Thrilling.

It's leaking out of my actions
The longer I hold this in.
What's most of all frustrating
Is not knowing,
What you think.
You can't be that unaware.
Is it teasing or unconscious projections?

Regardless,
I catch myself mimicking
And analyzing
And hoping
And
And
And...

Why yes, what a special hell this is.

*© NDHK

NDHK Jan 2013

Burning Desire

Does it ever
Feel like
I can see
Into your skin...

When my eyes
Are roaming
Over you?

Because,
I'm the one
Who feels bare
To the bones...

When my gaze
Locks
With yours.

My breath
Turns to mist
Just sighing
Around you...

And when we
Speak...

I can almost
Taste the sulfur,
That wants to
Ignite

Between our tongues.

*© NDHK