I read you like a letter
my white out bottle is empty,
oh the words you wrote are so simple.

yet the music of it turns my back to a melody
so sweet.

so i read a thank you for listening
and pull a hole of Persephone
and go into the winter,
a silence.

when you caught a child's thrill
in a bottle for ships to crash,
upon broken dreams
and endless understanding.

can you listen to the distant call
a siren of bombs to go off,
my constant beat mistreats,
the world aloft to greater things.

i ask only because you ask

you caught me upon a fallen star
and wished me away to the
desert Mars.

A dead plain with foreign men
of simple things in a nightmare,

awaken me to humanity.

where i can breath again,
the stormy sands will be forgotten
and all the horrors beneath.

can't help but feel rotten.

but wait you make the clouds
tare their eyes from death,
to rain upon my fallen dreams
and make an ocean deep.

I get lost in these spaced themes
but know you are all there is to me.

I read an ad recently
‘Get your Valentine’s day hampers while they last, order in advance lest you be disappointed’
But what I really read was…
'Get your Valentine’s day humpers while they last, order in advance lest you be disappointed’
Because I’m a clown like that
I make light of this day ‘Valentine’s’
The fourteenth day of the second month of every year
That makes everyone realize how attached or alone they are… really, I find that the most stupid fear...
Is the fear of not being paired up… yet
I say ‘yet’ because it’s going to happen sooner or later, more than once
Like it has happened before
But oh, you want to sulk and sob in your depressingly darkish room… behind the self made prison that is your closed door
Because you just want to wallow in self pity… because you're so low
Forever alone
Call me a *****
And a realistic one at that I like to think
But I find this entire obligation to have someone on this day quite unnecessary… which makes me kind of curious
As to who is really authentically ‘in’ love
And who is apparently “in love” for convenience reasons
These self made prisons
I joke through this day… with female friends, my true Valentines
No charades, no pretentious antics
Just funny nonsense with the coolest, realest fun chicks
To all those that have their better halves… well "power to you"
Way to go, we’re happy for you
You probably enjoy the most out of this day ‘Valentine’
I didn't mean to sound conceited… for we are all allowed to court
To be arrested by passion, maybe I’ll get past these ‘flings’ and also have my day in court…
Yeah, maybe someday I will have mine
Again.

You are beauty
In high definition;
Like Rembrandt's
Greatest rendition,
You exude elegance;
Causing a delayed remembrance,
Catching everyone's eye;
As you float gracefully by,
Provoking wonder;
As all burst asunder,
From the top of your head;
To the tips of your toes can be read,
Humble acknowledgement of you;
As so many exquisite things do,
But one thing troubles me so;
Why your smile is rare,
I'd like to know,
For someone so charming;
Your unhappiness is quite alarming,
Who would dare make you cry?
Such an idiot deserves to die,
But for now I pray for your laughter;
One day soon you will get
Your happily ever after...
© okpoet

Under the orange
street lights
it's 3am

Longing to find him,
she skulks alone
in the dark

And as London sleeps
her cries go unheard
by all but one

I heard Him say…
“I do not favour anyone above everybody else, I favour everyone the same.”
And had to share it with you.