is it possible
to be so madly in love with someone
the love you once shared
could soon fade away..
this is one of the saddest truths
acceptance of this
also has to come into play
knowing this helps prevent
the real question is though
are they worth suffering for...
if you find that they arent
go on your way
but if they are
prepare your heart and mind
for an emotional
possibly making it worth your while
in the end
"TEACHINGS ADVISE AGAINST FORMING ATTACHMENTS."
To avoid it as much as possible;
Nothing or no one is guaranteed to last forever.
One must avoid materialistic ambition and luxurious desires,
Blink and rub away their hungry, money signed eyes.
Greed and longing for possessions that are often obtained
To impress people that do not appreciate your worth
For one could never place a numerical value
On the breathtaking
"ATTACHMENT TO PEOPLE LEADS TO DISAPPOINTMENT."
One cannot rely on another for happiness;
For people may leave you, abandon you, hurt you.
You cannot ever truly know someone's thoughts and feelings;
Whether their ill intentions and snake eyes are hidden well
Behind pearly whites and cold, empty embraces.
Those who you would gladly endure hardships for,
Bleed, cry, sweat, fight, suffer for,
Could abandon or betray you whenever they choose;
"YOU SHOULD FIND HAPPINESS WITHIN YOURSELF."
For you will always be there for you;
A simple guarantee that is overlooked and forgotten
As one's perspective shifts from minimalism to materialism.
Love the way you capture thoughts and ideas,
The way you intertwine two differing sides of your brain with ease
Intelligence, creativity, peculiarity and individuality is exercised
In the imagination of your bewildering, complex mind.
Love the way your physical body safeguards your well-being,
The way it coats the essence of your being in a protective shell
Like the undying tenderness each speck of stardust
Has for the immensely astonishing galaxy that it composes.
Love the way you are able to feel raw, passionate love
That pricks and tugs at your delicate heart strings
And gallops down each vertebrae of your spine
In a jolt so vigorous that your mind, body, and spirit
Unite to form an explosive feeling that can only be experienced
When you watch her jaw drop in awe at the beauty that is
I SUBMERGE IN THE INTRICATE BEAUTY THAT SURROUNDS ME.
I become deeply infatuated, captivated, inspired
At the intricate beauty that constructs a single being.
It may just simply be my tendency to pay attention to detail
As a perfectionist's mind can appreciate small things
Oftentimes timidly, quietly, and from afar,
But nonetheless immensely deep and passionately
To the point where I cannot find words for such beauty;
The most I can do is curl the corners of my mouth upwards
And allow an exhilarated sigh to
I WANT TO CONTINUE LOVING, UNDERSTANDING, AND CONNECTING.
Hopes, dreams, fears, thoughts, personalities, quirks, mannerisms;
Every single aspect of a being who I am blessed to exist with
Sparks a curiosity in me that is unmoved and insatiable.
It gently takes my hand and journeys me through an alluring dance
Of exploration, adoration, and understanding
Spinning and swaying to music that reverberated in our unified soul,
Who's tune and melody sparked and crackled
Magma and fire in our core,
Who's beat and rhythm soothed and eased
Streams of water through our veins
I have never felt so free,
I remember when I named you "scary",
all my bruises were in the shape of a heart,
and your fist felt like true love.
I remember when I named you "sorry",
you washed my hair with your tears,
and the stories of your parent's basement hurt more than my pain.
I remember when I sent you to prison.
I remember when I named you "I want you in my life",
the boys I tried to replace you with never sufficed,
and how I still cling onto them for dear life.
As a cloud,
I shape myself into
what you want to see
Eager to evoke, dreams
And sunshine, providing
Warmth for your sake
But I just cast cold shadows.
Maybe I’m selfish,
Trying to anchor myself
To you with string
only air, forever drifting
as a breeze - thread won’t keep me
so let go already.
Somewhere at the bottom of heart,
somewhere in mind
a thought runs,
a feeling remains
There is this thing called love for life,
which ceases to die.
A sense of attachment makes a way for sense of understanding
Responsibilty comes next on the list of priority,
then comes possession,
a feeling that can neither be ignored,
nor can it be denied.
Till now I was part of team,
however, as of now I want to lead the same.
So if you want to be a leader nothing wrong in it,
but always understand responsibility brings along with it a sense of trust that needs to be developed on own,
by one's own experience.
When they've found someone to go home with
At the back of some line
Forgetting the words that I thought
Would lay me down to sleep,
With someone my soul to keep
And the further I climb
Into some state
I don't want to play these games
And yet, they're the only games to play
I'll edit later
I'll write now
And subvert some piece of myself
That I thought was myself
And collapse into words
That stave off some lack
That only plagues me when I'm here
A catch 22
That lives here too
And makes the minutes seems slow
Slower still when I break off
And shield my face
A half blush
And half pleading
Two halves to a whole
Of one half, split from the beginning
To walk forever
Stupid dancefloors in search of some
I wrote about midnight
About a lack and about to go home
But I stayed for five minutes longer
And I waited by the bar
To make some small talk
To glean some hope or at least some denial
And then someone else was there
I won't say "you"
Because I'm drunk and because that means my attachment is both disingenuous and frighteningly real
And because of that
I'm four hours late
Left to walk home after a kiss and hours and another kiss
I'm allowed to not know who I am
I'm obligated to perceive the present
Without attachment to the future
And I hope that I forget any mention of "you"
In the morning
When you made clear I should call
That you are just you
And that I shouldn't be too me
I hope that I remember this
I am disappointed that your lipstick didn't stain