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Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2018
You
Loved
the
loss,
I
lost
the
love.
You*
moved
on,
Am
still
on
the
move.
Ignatius Hosiana Dec 2017
I wanted to travel the world with you  the first time we locked Eyes
to build wings and fly the skies even if I had to cut all other ties..
I didn't have to practice holding your hand
and stroking it, you were my magic wand
Your presence lingered here even in your absence
like a drug, you were something that changed my life
you were a revolution that altered my view of things, my renaissance
for from the moment we met I didn't just see a complete lady, I saw my wife...
I shut my eyes ever since and all I saw was you in my future, in my arms
it was the one thing in every storm I faced that calms
in the torment of every today you were my tomorrow,
you were the bridge of happiness that got me past oceans of sorrow
up till now you still are my greatest glory, my favorite story
for I believed you were the adventure I'd never quit writing
and just so you know, losing you was my biggest worry
you were my peace in turmoil, a war I won without fighting
the symphonic euphonium that deafened me to all caution
you were my Brandy, a concrete alcoholic concoction
the touch of your lips knocked me out with one sip of your kiss
washed away all my melancholy, stitched my wounds and bandaged them with bliss
You're a dream I cherished, one I dreaded waking from
a stranger, in a very long time who felt like home...
From the on set I knew, you were a the one
the one I'd been dying to meet, the one who totally got my foolish wit
the one who swept me off my feet, the one who sat my soul on the edge of the seat
and all I asked myself was, what took you so long?
as my only regret was I didn't meet you early enough
for with you a mellinium would still be inadequate,
I'd ask God for more time with you at half past forever
if that was possible, I'd live a thousand lives
with you and that wouldn't be enough, you're heaven
say heaven would be hell without you, you're an Angel among men.
You're a crown, you make me feel like a king
I needn't a throne or kingdom, you're my everything.
I thank God everyday for you
I love you, I always will.
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2017
You know the truth, it's painful you'd rather lie
You got the life it hurts you think you'd rather die
You've got a beautiful laugh, inside a cry
You're breathless or so it seems at every sigh
You can not fight the thoughts
the talk was cheap, the **** you bought
because you believed you'd found all you sought
it's impossible to row alone, your life's a boat
No, you can no longer live like this
betrayed by the very person you miss
and everything, the embrace, holding hands, the kiss
it breaks your heart thinking about, the bliss

You know the truth, you chose to live a lie.*
cause the pain will never die.
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2017
When you left, it was like my favorite library went down in monstrous flames
like my affiliate soccer club losing by a
very close margin the decisive games
it was like a great storm pouring on your first visit to the beach
yet you saved a lifetime, and journeyed a 1000 miles to get there
and you doubt you'll ever make it to the Lake side again
It was like taking a bullet close to the heart that didn't **** you instantly
it choked you, but left you to gasp for breath and deal with the pain
knowing you'll eventually succumb to the throb and the ooze
like that split second after you kick the bucket that you dread the noose
but there's no turning back, no way to survive even with a million clues
It was like being caught in the open by an unanticipated hurricane
fully aware you're either going by being blown by a giant cyclone
or freeze to a human marble before the force is come
It was like a catchy novel ending with a melancholic twist
you wish you never started reading in the first place
like, at the eleventh hour, your Dobby burning the wedding dress
leaving you an angry bride and a whole other mess
that would live after you like your shadow at dawn for the rest of your life
It was like rewatching your favorite childhood film
and realizing it wasn't as good as you always thought
and wondering why you went turning over the rocks of the past
like finding out your best friend is boyfriend to your secret crush
It was like losing a close person to a plane crush or an inferno
you receive bits and pieces, you bury the ashes
yet the hopes survive, yet nothing haunts like when such hopes are alive
you live after the belief that someday they'll fly out
oblivion like a phoenix and hug you tight if only for just one more time
it was like finding a free verse that beats all rhyme
in a collection so tattered that most of it can't be read
so you're left dying of curiosity and dread
Losing you was like saying goodbye to your friends at graduation
conscious it could be the end to a great season of your existence
but trying so hard to resist asking the obvious question
or one that wouldn't hatch answers but unfortunate tension
it was worse, it was agreeing to meet after a year and being the only one that showed up at the rendezvous
it was believing the folk stories and growing up to the realization that none of it was true
It made my childhood roses and chocolate
but what do I have now that Santa won't bring an avalanche of
breathtaking kisses to my lips on Christmas Eve?
Losing you changed me, if anything, for worse
it was like watching my soul burn when you left
like a wild fire that I doubt even time knows when it will stop
that's how big a difference you made in my life
and I don't care whether you believe me or not
after all I don't even believe I let you in that deep.
I was stupid to open all the doors and windows
and think only the rays of good intentions would sip in.
You were my everything and guess what?
when you left, there was nothing left!
Not even me...
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2017
You took my breath away perfecting your sigh
I lost my wings teaching you how to fly
you know, it cost me my smile to diminish your cry...
I lost my way seeking to find you a path
and my shine to enhance your glow...
I lost reason struggling to build your thought
plus my vision attempting to make you see
that I was manacled just to set you free.
to see you rise I fell, you deserved a fairytale
I gave up my heaven to put you out your hell.
I lost my grip keeping you in touch, my faith inspiring you to church
healed your wound I got a scratch, amputated trying to be your crutch
I hated showing you how to truly love
and to keep you on the straight I had to swerve
for ours was a seesaw, I lifted you high whilst dropping low,
I lost all I had to provide the plenty you sought
because I valued you so much I forgot my worth
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2017
Dying is silence
Living is a voice
Dying is dust
Living is a muck
Dying is the end
Living the betwixt
Dying is solace
living is a battle
Dying is a ship
Living is her shuttle
Dying is the object
Living is a shadow
Dying is a destination
Living is the journey
Dying is a night
Living is the moon
Dying is the dusk
Living her mellow
Dying is the answer
Living a question we never ask
Dying is everything
That makes living feel like nothing
as Dying is a must
Living is a choice
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2017
...
I never told you so
*So I never told you
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