my heart has enough tears.
to not let me. drown.

--- azaadi

Why so facetious every time we speak
do you not think you appear weak -
willed to be acting like this
maybe the whole notion of you I should just dismiss.

The prosaic way you confess your feelings
honestly the jejune nature makes it feel utterly demeaning!
This lacklustre love I was not meant for
I crave something so deep
and that I am for sure.

No longer can I stand your nonchalant stance
my dear, goodbye,
I gave you your chance!

A voice that travelled across the sea
how far it travelled to get to me

If only I could send my response back
I would throw all my words into the wind
hoping,
it would do just that

Baby
I'm so tired of the endless fights
worrying if you still love me at night

I can't make you see what's true
and
I can't make you care because
if your soul was aligned with mine
we wouldn't be in this despair

baby,
I love you
but even you said
that love isn't enough

my heart isn't made of unbreakable stuff.

fibres line up:make rope
they cross for cloth
tall sheds:weave of rope
into a net
knitted holes
some much in
the in-between

All the secrets in your head
you say they're better left unsaid
but if you dared to let another know
a weight will lift and your strength will show

Making amends
we did our best
we loved the most
until there was nothing left

Can I get a taxi
because I need to go home
too long along these cobbled streets I have roamed.

I am not a wanderer nor a rolling stone
My quest has always been to guide myself home

Busy man racing down the street
busy man you never notice me
but everyday we meet.

An appellation for the crowd
the sea of suits
and would I ever be their newest recruit.

Busy man won’t you take the time
to paint the skies
with the colours you saw once before
because your only actions now are ones I deplore.

Busy man please don’t be facile
we have a colourful life
and it is one you must fulfil