I am writing of summer
for the first and the last time this summer.
I am writing of tasting the rays of sun
off the fullness of the moon,
of getting sunburned on the days when
the dark's bleakness counteracts the nights.
I am writing of his touches,
and how they will always be the
heat to my monsoon.
Singing of his kisses,
how they will always be the hum
that tones down my deafening wails.
Bleeding for his longing stares,
yearning for his feigned care,
being with him on a bright afternoon
will never not feel like a tropical getaway.
Being with him will always feel like my dream
vacation house by the seaside,
even though he believes he's ruins.
Being in his arms will never not feel like
staying home in a cozy, rainy evening
yet we are always moving and going.
To him, I will always be the raging sea,
he wouldn't want to test my waters again,
not even dip his hands below the surface.
Away from my depths and critters
is where he wants and needs to be.
It only started feeling like summer
when I got to feel his kisses again,
now we're both slipping to the rain,
Are we ever going to get blinded
by the promised rainbow's end?
I guess we will stay like this,
so as long as we're together and apart,
our hearts will never mend.
Wanna get away.
Not knowing what to say.
Living life day by day.
Feeling as though I’ve been led astray.
Today’s a new day not like yesterday.
What am I exactly waiting for anyway?
Do you ever feel,
as if life's not real,
and your on the outside, looking in;
This happens to me,
and I know it will happen again.
I pull myself up,
even though I'm not tough ,
my weakness' get in my way;
I must keep in mind,
that I'm one of a kind,
and I'm going to make mistakes.
So whenever my day,
is going astray,
I accept I'm not perfect at all;
So now I can take,
whate'er comes my way,
and bounce back after I fall.
I fall before I fly
it's really only foolishness to try and reach the sky
My heart will always feel this way
I'll only be led astray
all my tiny wonders will go to waste
I'll never quite know the taste
It's really all a useless race
No one knows how to show their realest face
I just take you where
We can try and find our answers there
We won't be losing touch
And what if
this time a promise kept, I'll hold you as such
I want to hold you so much
I take pride in keeping promises.
all the love you ever had for her has faded away,
all you could think about is how she burned you and reduced you down to ashes,
your soul is roaring fires of hatred with all the memories of her and how this was nothing to her but a child's play,
your nerves quiver by thinking how cheaply she sold her loyalty,
your mind feasts on infinite thoughts but you are left with only a few words to say,
you wonder how she never choked on all the malicious words that fell from her lips,
all her words and fake promises are engulfing your soul in a spit fire of hate,
all the colors around you are turning into shades of grey,
every feeling you had for her has stumbled down and shattered into a million pieces,
you feel like you are drowning, your self worth, your sanity is going astray.
I am not feeling okay
The thoughts that were at bay
Are starting to weigh
Heavy on my mind
Heavy on my heart.
My thoughts start to sway
Guiding me astray
Pieces of me
Start to fall away
I am starting to breakaway;
My mind frays
As my thoughts start to play,
my hands start to pray
And my words start to blow away
the people I hold so dear.
I will defray
But for now I am going to splay
my ache into words.
struggle to reach the destination
talking to the shadow
from the reflection of the rays of sun
energy is dropping
gasping for air
craving for echoes
crumbling piece by piece
ash is all remain
- Tres20 -
empty shell i become from the love i once knew
Chasers of the light
Lost in tranquility
Hoping against hope
Giving ideas a chance
Learning to fight
Fear is only in the mind
Thinking outside the box
Lessons I have learned
Never stop dreaming
Explore arch of life
Smile at the reflection
Healing and restoring
Truth will set everyone free
Giving meaning to life
A lasting conclusion
Let peace begin.
Let peace begin.
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
Those who tread the path of justice
are at risk of losing sight
More so now than usual. It's sad, really...
It is said that jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire
is temptations' way for those who don't control their desire.
Desires are of various kinds and often lead many people astray.
It takes courage and strength to overcome or keep them at bay.
From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's