Bianca

Bianca Apr 2013

Take the boy with his innocent eyes
that stare knowingly at you.

Take the boy with his heart still sown
tightly upon his sleeves.

Take the boy with his dream of being yours-
to your own state of mind.

Show him how your love
could hurt him so.

Bianca Apr 2013

The Art Of Seeing

I hope you could see the way I see you.
With your luminescent smile that could light up a room.
Your eyes, as they twinkle, would make their way in me-
Would pull me in closer, closer- until I fall so easily.

I hope I could see the way you see me.
With my mouthful of words and strange being.
Would you even care to take one glance, one look?
At this girl, with her unfathomable thoughts and hues.

Bianca Apr 2013

Faceless Man

Hello, faceless man
where have you been?
I dreamt of you
and your skin against my skin.

All I could think of
is how real you would taste
How far could I go?
How far will it take?

Because all that’s left
are disfigured pictures of you;
of the faceless man
I never knew.

Bianca Apr 2013

Untitled

She lives in a place
No one has ever been
A place she calls her own
A place hidden; unseen.

Do you wish to enter?
Do you wish to know?
What lies beneath her
She would never show

The place at its finest
Just for you-
Dark beneath the surface
No sign of other hues

Welcome to her mind
A clamorous place she would lay
Until the night would grow colder,
Colder once again.

Bianca Apr 2013

She

With just one glance, she had me fixated
Locked me up with her love, I was captivated
She made me dance, she made me sing
She made love seem worth everything

She was one above all
She was the brightest star at nightfall
She could turn bitter into sweet
She was complicated; the hardest to read

She had me under her skin
Her spell bound words had me aching
To me, she is a rose
A thing of beauty; until you feel her thorns

And with just enough time, she pulled my strings
she let me go, without any warning
she said it would hurt, the love she was giving
she proved to me that love was worth nothing

Bianca Apr 2013

Alice

I pictured you with the moonlit sky
He would look upon just to see you shine
I pictured you with the warmest smile
His fingers would trace; I wish it was mine

I wonder what made him love you so
Enough that when you let him go
He turned pain into the loveliest words;
Lovely words that made me ache for more

Bianca Apr 2013

Broken Glass

I could still remember the time
when your bones found a friend with mine
How swiftly those moments change
How things fell into place; just to suddenly rearrange

I remember how I loved the way you love me
how you tell your jokes and I would laugh easily
How you told me I looked pretty when I wore that blue dress
How you revealed your flaws as if they made me love you less

I remember how we would stay up all night on the phone
And talk about everything under the sun until it shone
talk about our future, how we wouldn’t let it go
How we would buy a green house and have children of our own

How lovely it is to remember such things
And yet, how painful it is to reminisce
How in the coming days, there’s nothing left to do but shatter
Those memories like broken glass; as if it didn’t matter