And as I lay my
Tired bones to rest
You're the last image
in my head

I thought,
I never knew I'm capable
Of feeling so much
For a person

I try not to,
But I think of you
Many times
In a day

Soon as I wake up
As I walk to work
As I have my lunch
As I look at the flowers you gave me

Everytime I stumble upon a reminder,
All the cells and all the atoms,
Each and very ounce of my being,
is trembling with hate and anger.

I try not to,
But I curse your name
In the wind, in my mind
Almost as often as I blink

And with hopes the wind
And the universe be in my favor
I hope it blows and deliver to you
My long kept
Unspoken
Hurricane of hate.
All millions of them in a day.

Until all hatred is gone.
Until I get tired.
Until I can't live up to the abhorrence
That you deserve.

You found me in the underlit,
Said I was worth saving
So you stole the fire
Only to put it back inside of me

I licked the flames from your fingers
Like a fennel stalk
And in turn, your immortal mouth
Met my soft,
Devoured my flesh
And each time we kissed,
We burned
With only bones left

But the gods were not so pleased
With our offering
They picked on your insides, dissected you
For the parts of me
That made you whole
And left you aching, aching, aching
And empty

My brave titan,
I will never forget the warmth
Of your scorched hands,
The taste of salvation

What is there to tell,
when words cannot even transcend
beyond the ink-stained paper.
What is there to show,
when the windows to the soul
avert from the aesthetic wonders.
What is there to offer,
when sincerity and benevolence
meets the impervious mind.

Nothing.
because you chose to forget
when I promised to remember.

Let me crash on the shoreline,
the way your tears will collide
with your eyelids and your cheeks.
Let every part of me sink
beneath the uncharted waters,
the way you will drown in grief.
Let me tread the ocean floor
and leave imprints on the sand,
the way I have left you mine
upon the deepest part of your heart.

Let me stay –
Even if it’s just my ghostly figure,
even if it meant looking at same star
from a different angle, from a different universe.
Let me stay with you.

Love is like
a cigarette:
temporary,
but worthless
if kept
unlit.

When fierce conflicting passions urge
The breast, where love is wont to glow,
What mind can stem the stormy surge
Which rolls the tide of human woe?
The hope of praise, the dread of shame,
Can rouse the tortur’d breast no more;
The wild desire, the guilty flame,
Absorbs each wish it felt before.

But if affection gently thrills
The soul, by purer dreams possest,
The pleasing balm of mortal ills
In love can soothe the aching breast:
If thus thou comest in disguise,
Fair Venus! from thy native heaven,
What heart, unfeeling, would despise
The sweetest boon the Gods have given?

But, never from thy golden bow,
May I beneath the shaft expire!
Whose creeping venom, sure and slow,
Awakes an all-consuming fire:
Ye racking doubts! ye jealous fears!
With others wage internal war;
Repentance! source of future tears,
From me be ever distant far!

May no distracting thoughts destroy
The holy calm of sacred love!
May all the hours be winged with joy,
Which hover faithful hearts above!
Fair Venus! on thy myrtle shrine
May I with some fond lover sigh!
Whose heart may mingle pure with mine,
With me to live, with me to die!

My native soil! belov’d before,
Now dearer, as my peaceful home,
Ne’er may I quit thy rocky shore,
A hapless banish’d wretch to roam!
This very day, this very hour,
May I resign this fleeting breath!
Nor quit my silent humble bower;
A doom, to me, far worse than death.

Have I not heard the exile’s sigh,
And seen the exile’s silent tear,
Through distant climes condemn’d to fly,
A pensive, weary wanderer here?
Ah! hapless dame! no sire bewails,
No friend thy wretched fate deplores,
No kindred voice with rapture hails
Thy steps within a stranger’s doors.

Perish the fiend! whose iron heart
To fair affection’s truth unknown,
Bids her he fondly lov’d depart,
Unpitied, helpless, and alone;
Who ne’er unlocks with silver key,
The milder treasures of his soul;
May such a friend be far from me,
And Ocean’s storms between us roll!