I could write about returning to the country of my birth, I could write about a place. I could write about the chilly air, i could write about the tiny house. I could...


...instead, write about returning home. 

My home doesn't consist of rooms, no floor, no beds. No, my home had two blinking hazel eyes. My home had the purest heart. My home cannot be returned to. Dad, my home, please return to me. 

"The world is not a wish granting factory" -TFIOS

If I could return home, father would welcome me in with his warm embrace. his glinting eyes would smile.

I sit here crying, wishing, hoping that one day I, like the rest of you, could return home. 

They say in heaven, one blink to them is our lifetime. Dear father, please, blink.

My friend of ink has become static...
her words have faded.. still moving
but no words will now feel emotions.
She has moved on to a place more
than any spoken word...

I will read all that was before, we argued
more than a married couple, but were
friends of poetic verse...
She was taken, before her last verses were inked
on the white, the collection on verse.

I will miss my friend of verse, she was the opposite
of my ink, the contradiction of my words...
I cried when I learnt her words were silent.
But in my thoughts she will always make my
poetry better, she was my friend of poetic verse.

The storm has passed. Its     surrender was swift
as chalk wiped away     from a wet, slate board.

My heart is taken
By no one
Love
that was so mistaken

It should be forever
Feelings
Overrated
Story like compound lever

My heart is taken
By you
Pain
every morning reawaken

Now I say whatever
Tenderness
Outlying
Not happy end altogether

Break in frustration,  
Cry and grieve,  
Drown in your tears,  
Unless you believe,  

" That body dies and soul exists! "

Love of a husband,
Sacrifice of a wife,  
Support of a brother,  
A sister who meant life ,

Source of their good ,
Was from the soul,
Their selfless love,  
From the heart,

Body was merely a tool,  
A tool to convey an eternal love,  

May their souls rest in peace!!
As they did and will forever live