We cried to fate,
Begged the gods
Pleaded with the universe
To help us reunite
Remove the obstacles
And clear the misunderstandings

The responded with bricks,
I built a bridge
You built a wall
And said,
If it is meant to be,
It will be...

My nakedness is no sight for fools.
I AM an art uncovered when you arouse my mind.
You cannot request for my vulnerability,
When all you are is shallow waters.
I AM for the sea to feed off me.
To wrap my nakedness.
In its sheets.
To be jealous of this masterpiece.
Understanding,
It is no spectacle for the shallow.

In the midst of rebirth,
I tend to die again...

The gravity of the grave ***** me in.
With my might

I lived with no recollection,
I die a gruesome ******
I must reincarnate supernatural.

She woke me at dawn,
My heart felt at ease.
For a moment I imagined in a dream.
But she said; it is time,
The time I guiltily yearned for years.
I never had to let go- it seems.
She was an unwanted guest,
But I had to show ubuntu.
Invite her in, seat with her against my will.
She was never my enemy,
But the companion who took my love's place.
She was torture,
She isolated me,
Turned me into a coward,
Drove me to psychiatric wards,
And repeatedly told me; she is no more.
And just like that,
At 2 A.M,
She told me; my time to leave has come.
As she freed me,
Into a world I shied away from for years.
She whispered; Go see them.
A visit grief delayed for years.

I caught something so heavy.
One meant to be caught with four hands,
To be carried by the strength of two.
Excitement got a hold of me, I forgot its weight.
And so, I held on for longer than I should have.
With all my might I held it closer to my chest.
And finally its weight overcame me.
And so I hit the ground.
It sunk into my chest and injured my heart.
I looked to you and wondered why you never helped.
As the pain grew, words became impossible.
And tears seemed to be my only voice.
With the hope that somehow they help lift the weight on my heart.

I told you I loved these sweets,
And now, I never run out of them.

You spend these extra hours in loneliness.
And now, I have begun arriving home late.

You never have time for breakfast at home.
Now the journey to the store for breakfast has become my routine.

My walk is clumsy.
Somehow before a trip your arm ushers me into safety.

As water sets in the turbulence,
Layer by layer, drop by drop.
In these trivial moments.
We are woven into patterns,
Geometric with their precision.
From the chaos we crystalize into Beauty.