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Now you’re gone I see love is a garden
Naturally tender, it needs help to grow
Without constant care, soil will harden
A love needs to bask in the sun’s sweet glow.
Feed your garden daily. Water it, too.
It takes time and care, but soon it will bloom
The fruits of hard labor, laid out for you
A ripe beauty with the sweetest perfume.  

But be wary of the weeds that break through
And turn your sweet soil into a tomb
******* the life from your tender garden.
My garden dried up, there’s nothing to do
But melt in this desert, forever doomed
To grieve a love that’s lifeless and hardened.
Rejection is a grim reminder,
so I hide my feelings deep within.
If you only knew
I’ve been dying
to grasp just one moment
to talk to you.

I can see you from afar,
I just can’t seem to go near.
My heart is terrified
of irrational thoughts
that might lead me to tears.

You’re waiting for superman,
the one who hurt you.
Thinking,
he can still save you from pain,
yet you never realized
my existence.

I can’t fly you
to distant places
and offer everything
your eyes desires.
But I’m not afraid
of kryptonite,
I’m just afraid of losing you.

They say, to love
is a greatest sacrifice
and to be loved
is a greatest gift.
I guess,
I will be just here
waiting for you too.
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I thought
that it was so
obvious.
My thoughts
splayed open,
wrapping fingers in hair until
the water drains
    spins in a spiral.
Your
   god
      ****
        green eyes.
Where are you?
In the corridors
Behind my eyes.
In my veins, sending me sensations
through veiled fabrics.
Tug, retrieve pieces of my heart
You finally said the words I needed
   I didn't say it back,
Instead, I let you share gazes,
and nothing was left behind when our souls combined.
    I was about to say it,
but...sun, heat, darkness
I retreated to the surface.
I left everything behind except the words on this page.
You caught me falling asleep when you close your eyes,
and you met me half way to the river where our dreams swim in the currents of time.
The silence in the night soaks through the blankets,
seeps through our eyelids,
but it never captures our minds.
I'll meet you there always, that house out of time.
We'll be carried to that place on an eddy from owl wings.
A passenger in my eyes
Blink away the last world of soft cats and dragon kites.
Blink again to invite skeletons holding hands.
Blink again and hands will move,
skin shimmering at the five finger dance.
“You need to read with brighter light! You’re going to have glasses by the time you’re 20! Is that what you want?”
Sorry, but I don’t care.

“Stop playing music so loud, you’re going to need hearing aids when you’re older!”
Do I care? Won’t almost everyone need hearing aids at a certain age?

“Don’t dance or sing in a store! Everyone will think you’re crazy!”
So? It’s not like anyone knows me or I care.

Didn’t you have fun when you were younger?
Didn’t you test the limits at all?

I live in the moment, and that’s how I will for the rest of my life.

Don’t you know?
Thinking about the future ruins the present.

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