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102 · Mar 2021
Far away lover
Mazzy Ram Mar 2021
Yes the road we took
Unconventional it may be
a shadow
you loved me
I do not know
how to express the way
you made my heart react
it was not butterflies
it was turning
the oil lamp on and keeping that
flame running for infinite time

In the basement
first day alone
foreign land
to my mind
to my eyes
home to my heart
I was home
Inside the basement
blue walls
nautica theme Airbnb
desperate for love I was
for ***
for touch
      another realm
and found you in an unconventional  way

you
so
cold
so distant
and
stranger

my heart knew otherwise
my heart clinged to you
I do not cling
an ice

with you
I erupted
then felt grounded
in your presence

my body may be here
but my roots not too far from you
when will I see you again
for my heart closes to all
but you.
A poem about a distant lover.
99 · Jul 2020
the fool
Mazzy Ram Jul 2020
don't let them back in
unless you're sure

isn't that such an obvious act
just not for me
i let him back in
and fooled myself again
but seriously
how can someone be such a fool
accepting such empty words
i am the fool
please help me
walk away
for this person continues to **** out
any joy that is left.
for i build
and he robs
for i trust
and he breaks
for i create space
and he clutters
when
when
will i learn
85 · Apr 2021
Unsure
Mazzy Ram Apr 2021
and so it begins
a possible new journey

it was days building up
to the last of the last
nights we spend together
all the joys and tears
left to linger in our memories
my heart is confused
how can it change?
where before I couldn't imagine
a life without you

now,
I am not so sure.
81 · Aug 2024
Dark Attic
Mazzy Ram Aug 2024
Shed light

                  in your dark attic

the demons
the jokers
the fools
the pains
the misery
the struggles

they look for dark corners
to hide their face

you

shed light in your dark attic

no space for darkness
they cannot hide

when there is light.
65 · Aug 2024
The Gardener
Mazzy Ram Aug 2024
And so one day we met and you let me into your garden
   you showed me all your flowers
   we watered them together
         some you resisted
         some you openly accepted
Even the flowers you didn't notice initially
  you let us water them
  you had the courage to take out the wretched weeds
                  they were taking over some of the other plants, anyway

You cleared space
        gentle countenance, planted new beginnings
Some weeds grew back
           this time you wore special gloves to remove them
           you didn't get gashed like before
           you were even gracious to the weeds
You honoured their growth
knew
the time ensued for their parting
for if not they would usurp
                         enshroud

You watered and watered
Your flowers expanded
          radiated
unearthed their redolence

Became the gardener
Celebrated the seasons it took to uncover the contours of
                     gardening

Your garden
                                                inflorescence
Maintained

Now your resting place
not a menacing thicket

Your refuge
alcove
To all those on the voyage to heal their traumas and burdens, sowing their renewal with the fortitude to vulnerably seek support —honorary social beings.

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