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  Oct 2016 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
only possible impossibilities
to burn the sun and soak the Ocean
to sweeten Honey and value money
to freeze ice and melt water
to heat the desert a little hotter,
to empty the vacuum
his dreams were nightmares
  Oct 2016 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
Try
Each time I log in, I straight away leap into my inbox
Like a hungry wounded fox
which I scan a million times just to be sure
Particularly when your name isn’t among the unread
Then I attempt refreshing the page imagining there’s
a message awaiting to pop up…
I don’t do this because I am impatient, which I occasionally am
But because I think you love me by almost an equal measure
and think you understand how painful missing you really feels…
Try it sometimes, try missing you and see the hell it puts me through
Try missing those eyes that glow brighter than sapphire
Eyes that are an insult to the sparkle of the stars,
yet unto the glow of the full moon an infuriating satire
Try missing those soft palms that used to hold to mine
and bloom in me ornaments of valour and comfort
Try a day without your stunning lips that I’d only cease to kiss
when my lungs in envy compelled me to gasp for breath
since you are a jewel that my shackled heart wont share with
anyone, not even my distraught mind
try missing your perfume, your orchestral voice
maybe then you’ll understand better when I say I have no choice…
try persevering the pain the other person in my mirror bears
seeing yet unable to touch you, near yet so far
it’s like Moses’ grief when yards away lay the promised land
he couldn’t reach, not even by the help of his sea splitting magical wand…
the bottom line is I miss you, I miss me…but the thing I miss most is “us”.
love lonesome missingyou hurt
  Oct 2016 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
It may take a million years*
But someday someone'll see the love beneath my tears
  Oct 2016 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
I took you in when you were stuck in the rain
Eroded by a downpour, your fragrance ornamenting the drain
Lost in tumultuous thoughts that caused you a pain
which threatened to totally drive you insane
unable to remember that the world was once beautiful and sunny
I took you in when you were giving up your journey
far from your purpose, deadbeat and completely out of money
I took you in when no joke in this world could be funny
you were a withered rose drenched by a torrent of tears
distrusting, odious and cloaked in crimson fears
In quest of comfort from draining bottles of beers
endeavouring to wash off reminiscences of futile years
You supposed none noted no matter how loud you’d shout
and were a violent wind that salutes a storm, a cyclone up and about
I took you in when you were overflowing with doubt,
When everyone had kicked you out, I took you in
I took you in, when you were a caving void within
but the instant the world took you back you kicked me out.
  Sep 2016 Jane
Lyra
I'm still thinking bout
you at 2 am but you
fell asleep at 10.
haiku
  Sep 2016 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
I would go through the hurt again
if it meant having you back in my life
I would still believe your beautiful words
even after I have learnt that none of them were true
I would still smile at how perfectly  you constructed them
well aware that the joy was just a thing of the moment
because that short spell of joy was like an eternity to my soul.

I would use the same road whence our
encounter happened,
I would... I would still ask you out
without a single doubt


I would, not because I enjoy pain
not because I pleasure in my despondence
not because I prefer the past to the future
No,
It's because you lit a flame in me
that even after you extinguished our passion
still shines bright... you made me believe in myself
you gave me a friend and made me feel safe
you gave me a whole new dimension
to live my life, the only downside being
you are not here to share in the glory
of my self-discovery.
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