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Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
By arms that were home
a door through poetry opened
prior my knock
And I realised
that things we loathe sometimes
**** monsters inside

I once hated her
but poetry led me home when
all was done for me
For this reason I
do walk with her wherever,
Poetry is my life

Gorgeous though she
may not seem to so many
she's world to me
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
The
most challenging task I have
ever had to do was move on
from "us"...it's a conundrum
I get back to every after
completing other puzzles
that come my way...
But I doubt I'll ever
complete its
assemblage
albeit I won't
stop trying.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
the pieces fall into place
&
sometimes
the place falls into pieces
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
I wonder, will my mind ever
numb, will the ink ever last,
will the rivers of my imagination
ever go limpid or dry, will my
eyes ever cry, will my heartbeat
ever settle, will the sun ever be
just a sun and nothing magical
plus the moon and the stars, will
the wounds ever be mere scars...?
I wonder! Will journeys cease to
be an adventure, will I ever stop
being a philosophical preacher,
will the rains cease to soothe my
soul, will ends ever stop to hurt...?
Will smiles ever cease to be
addictive, will I ever give up
waiting for a perfect Elizabethan
romance but without tragedy or a
Danielle Steele's happy ending...?
Will the heavens ever cease to
rumble when my life storms, will
lonely hearts ever find homes...
will the broken ever stop living in
melancholy like tombs or historic
ruins modernity finds charming
will my gadgets ever rest when I
still have a million poems to write?
will I ever find peace without
a sniff at my adulterated imagination..?I wonder..!
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
You're the best thing I never had
A wound that never scarred
A rough road that was never tarred
a missing piece that finding's hard
You're the game I never played
an event destiny delayed
the blessing for which I should have prayed
You're the reason I feel betrayed
by the bearing of my Life's campus
the vintage painting on my canvas the fear I should have conquered
the scented fruit in the orchard
a charming smile I'll always remember
bears a much coveted glow of an ember
the one reason for my ecstasy
you're an apple my eyes yearn to see
you're a dream that happened so fast
a car that cruised by raising dust
you're a home I'd gladly have
yet you're beyond my league
Like that sweet grape high on the fig
you're an art I crave yet don't deserve
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
that some sins never stop taxing
  you pay for them
for as long
as you live
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
I might forget your smile & laugh
I might forget the smooth & rough
times we went through
how your anger used to brew
I might forget the roads we used
the hungover after we'd boozed
I might forget the sunrises
the million sweet surprises
I might forget your beauty
even vibrations of your *****
while you gracefully walk
even how **** you talk
I might forget your soft skin
for you ain't my next of kin
I might forget those firm *******
and the flexibility of your waist
I might forget all the jokes,
bridges and stumbling blocks
might forget the road to your place
plus the length of your dress
how annoying you were at times
and that you read not my rhymes
I might forget every little thing
including how ugly you'd sing
but there's one thing I can't regret
one thing I'll remember still
the thing I can't forget's
how you made me feel.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
It took me so long because
I never had the right words
to say... I still don't
but you have
to know
for I am
tired of
carrying
this torch
for you
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
Am waiting for a courageous mind
who'll place her head on my chest
listen to my beating heart and hear
every truth embedded in each beat
Am waiting for a big caring heart
which'll be patient enough to tend
to every septic wound till they are
all mere scars, an appreciative eye
that can capture natural beauty
amid the twinkling stars in the sky
Am waiting for soft palms
to wipe the tears I cry
for kindness that can
make a soul sigh
not for perfection,
I just want
someone
true.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
Sometimes you keep walking back
into the same crucible and burning
even healed spots again, you go on
recycling the pain believing some
love is totally worth charring for.
I've done this everyday, I take your
bullets, drown in the deep despair,
break my back, go through fire for
you, I even walk dusty roads and
get my hands ***** for you. I've endured the pain of patience
hoping it would pay because
of you... I would even willingly
walk into the hades for you...
for you I've sacrificed a lifetime...
sadly you are an ingrate...
You have never appreciated
whatever I did, do and can
endure for you...I even
dammed up my emotions
when you said they were
too volatile for you, I
caged the tiger of my
obsession with you
for you...I'm still biting
my tongue for you...guess
ultimately I'll also have to
give up and walk away
for you...I'll grudgingly
walk away without
looking back to save
you the ache of
watching a lad
shed tears
for you...
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