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Mourn on my own



I have something to
say in a gentle way
please don't hug me
because i'm a conservative man
meek and gentle
please let me mourn on my own
i'm an introverted soul
and you would never
understand me alone
please don't hug me
no thank you
let me mourn on my own
i'm an introverted soul
i can't put my tears
on exhibition to be seen

shy and gentle
please don't hug me
i will say it in a gentle way
please don't hug me
i'm an introverted man
please let me mourn on my own
i want to ponder on my own
i want to be alone
please don't hug me
i'm a conservative man
gentle of meek
and full of complexity
i'm an introverted soul
and i can't put my tears
on exhibition to be seen
please don't hug me
i'm a conservative man
let me mourn on my own
i'm not a talkative man
i'm an introverted soul
please don't hug me
let me ponder my feelings on my own
because i'm a conservative man of tone
i can't put my tears on exhibition to be seen
please let me mourn on my own
i'm not a talkative soul
please don't hug me
i'm an introverted soul
and most will never understand me alone
please don't hug me
i'm a conservative man
i will mourn on my own
i want to ponder the unknown
and my feelings are not an open book
i will mourn on my own
How I crave and long
For my heart to return
As it lifted blue sky's
Even rains and made
All the birds sing
Painted the grass green
And spread colour over
flowers over everything

How I pray for you
to hurry home as I have
a cuppa here waiting
For where I used to feast
I now live on bread crumb

For my eyes would barely
touch the sea and you
would fill and over flow me
But now I drop a stone in
the hollows of my soul
I barely here an echo
as it hits the bottom
As I now stir an  
empty bowl as I fall
into a bottomless well

How I crave for my heart to return
sweeter than any maiden
Just experimenting I don't usually write like this
She was a broken glass
But then, he came back

She became distant and cold
But then, he came back

She vowed to move alone
But then, he came back


She forgave him
Because he came back

But the darkness lurking
Within her eyes, mind, body & soul
Corrupted by pain,
Disturbed by fear.
Her restless body's decaying
With the memories of him.
she speaks of hills
from times passed behind

of cloud capped tops
and snow capped peaks

can't we go back once
where wind stole my stole
and you chased down the wind

clouds dipped to see me blush
as you wrapped my heart warm

can we go back once

the yaks may still be grazing
time may still be standing

by chance.
A valley in north Sikkim
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