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john shai May 2016
The sound of the refrigerator is all I hear
It is the music of the movement of a tear
As it glides over a cold cheek bleak
Tones of deep sombre blues reek

A song so dark and depressing
It is the chant of the power of caressing
My cheek with a single tear
The sound of the refrigerator is all I hear

The ever present music just might
Make me lonesome tonight
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
Is the book too detailed beyond
the cover's revelations? Are there
some topics hidden too deep,
aspects that need vivid
reading to understand...
Or are you the open book,
every detail etched
on the cover.
Must I flip through all pages
or does the title
"You get what you see"?
say it all? Are you what
my eyes think you are
or there's pretty
much more to the
untold story than
can be revealed
by a single
cover?
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
I will keep waiting until the fateful day finally comes
to find out if my despondent heart will still run tantrums
when you walk down the isle with a veil masking your face
I hope to see your charcoal black soul in a snow white dress
I pray to know the day you ultimately take to the alter
and the beautiful convoy you'll be taking along
I want to see and prove that you won't falter
when you see me, I want to see the fittest and the strong
the one righting my wrong, the one you won't play like a song
I want to attend your wedding to know who won the title
the one who tethered your heart with a rope tougher than sisal
the person who'll slit the throat to your precious goat
uproot the peg of your chastity and take even the nylon rope
one who'll steal your fear and get you aboard that boat
I'm waiting for he for whom you'll hopelessly fall and elope,
the Mr. Right you won't scatter from flying in fright
who'll perch the eagle of your childish pride from flight
I'm thirstily waiting for he who'll finally cage the butterfly
he to whom after saying hello you won't matter goodbye
I'm waiting to see he who reached the promised land
sadly wallowing at the mountain top whilst he takes your hand
I hunger to see the man to whom you make a wife
and for this reason I tirelessly ask God for a long life
for time is a snail, an arch nemesis of haste
but I want to see the kind who appeals to your taste
everyone has fallen for the dawn of your beauty through the years
you've broken hearts and reduced eyes to tears
So I am waiting to witness the calm of melancholic rain
the very end to the pain, the knight in shining armour
the captain of your romance train, king of the reign
I'm so waiting for the one to whom you're stringed by karma
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
keeps humanity abreast even when
Planets, Worlds or Oceans Apart
no matter the far they may be, there's always room for loved ones at heart.
*even if there's no
more space for rent
She always creates room
for Love at times can raise a tent
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
If I allowed you to shoot yourself my heart would forever perish
For there's no way someone
in it can take a bullet and it survives
allowing you **** yourself
is suicide to me, you're in my heart...
I leased a big part for you to stay
But you've never even brought a chair
the curtains you left are tattered with grief
I wish I'd known you weren't going to stay
I wish you had a signpost written
"Don't fall,this is an abyss"
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
SAD
You still bear the guilt
but expect me to be past
the ache of your loss
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
I wish I could be enough for you,
I wish I could be your other half
I wish I could please you beyond
the measure of just friends
I wish I could be on your mind
like my sad image in your eye
and the succulent apple of your eye
I wish I could be close to
your soul as I'm usually close to you
I wish I could touch your heart
like I touch your hand
I wish you could also tremble
in my unnoticed presence
I wish the thought of me
could make you sick in my absence
I wish I was as handsome
as he is, with the cash he has
I wish I could also show up
driving myself in the posh cars
I wish I wasn't a tattered
fabric with patches of scars
I wish I amazed you like a
clear night sky filled with stars
I really wish so much,
I wish you could read my mind
and see the million words left
buried, the emotions left behind
I wish I could be the first and last
thought as you sleep and wake
I wish the little I have to give was
the much you crave to take
I wish you could believe when
I say these feelings started at hello
that I die subduing my passion
threatening to overflow
as soon as I set eyes on your
beautiful breathtaking face
you would laugh at how
nervous my heart loses pace
I wish I had the qualities
you are looking out for
a height, light skinned, courageous,
and quite physically fit
but I lack such a physic, those
qualities are embedded
within the core of my invisible
self, a person you can't see
I wish you knew that your presence
throws me in an ecstasy
I wish you knew that I have
burning flames of desire
fueled by my highly flammable
affection which you inspire
I wish you could consider someone
like me,maybe I would reveal
but even if I do you can never
give me an opportunity
I'd make a double loss, swallowing
my pride, that bitter pill
you can't bear someone like me...
you never will
yet I still find myself wishing
you could for real
albeit I too would never
waste your valuable time
dragging you through this
hell of my boring life
I wish I was something more
than a lover of rhyme
maybe then I'd stand a chance
of calling you "Wife"
I wish things were different,
I wish you could know
how much I wish I could be
someone deserving of you
I do, I wish I could be more
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
I've never forgotten
no one ever does, some
are just better pretenders
than the rest of us otherwise
underneath the fading scars
lies fresh wounds like it was
just yesterday when you
hurt me, I doubt this
pain will ever fade for
even the sweet memories
are still fruit fresh yet
so sour to remember
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
Are
there other words I can use
those you can believe
rather than persisting on
saying "I love you"
Is there a phrase
they have never used
to hurt you instead
and rob your
beautiful
innocence
and faith?
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
I know you are fine
but I really need some proof
from your haikus
Hope she's as fine
as I imagine she is
it hurts missing her
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