Haven

Standing at these devoted… crossroads,

And all I can hear are these soft tales…

Of a compass, spinning…

Oh, making my dress dance,

To left and to right…

Tried, still I try to find where I belong,

And all I can see, are these poetic words…

Written on abandoned roads,

Left behind, of forgotten memories…

Oh forever, forever… Lost…

As winter comes, winter goes,

Still, I keep trying find my way…

My soul beckoning me,

To sing… the blues of a guitar

Could only string…

So I keep walking, I keep walking,

Until, I find a haven that I can call home.

Unfolded Pages

An enchantment

In fragments…

Inside a dream,

Of starlight locked away…

In the streams of dawn,

With trails of faith…

Embracing my bare skin,

A lucid moon glowing…

Within these foggy nights,

And all I hear are all these wishes

That were once devotedly made…

Sewed in the seams,

Of these unfolded pages…

I hear the distant sounds of my future,

Echoing back to me…

Telling me, secrets of my hearts poem,

I wonder at times,

If I will ever escape this monotonous darkness…

That follows me,

I try to find the words to write my story…

But they fail to find the depth,

Of such a tragic song,

That was written for me….

I am the one to blame,

For believing in a romance

That I crave…

The taste of you,

Still lingers upon my tongue…

Like a hunger,

For those sweet lushful words,

That trailed upon my skin…

Leaving their mark,

Along the curves of my mind,

Of my innocence….

Embellishing me,

With the darkness of your longing…

For my body’s silhouette

Born Again…

The substance of you…

Drowns me,

In the illusions of memories…

As time unfolds,

Your scent, is left upon my skin…

Like a fragrance of a rose petal,

Curved and unperfected…

Sculpted with your savage hands,

That devoured my love…

And in this lucid moonlight,

That silhouettes…

The rhythm,

Of my dance…

I am born again.

Midnight Blues…

It is nights like these that remind me of the times,

Where night greeted day, and day greeted night…

As I wrote my confession, on a piece of paper,

Finding it’s way… onto here…

I seemed to have left this page, for awhile now,

Discouraged, scared, and fragile to reveal…

My heart, my thoughts, and the bad choices I have made,

As my life took me… on a long dark long journey,

That tested my will, my strength, and my faith…

As I struggled to find my place, in this world…

Of such madness, hate, jealously, lies, and betrayal…

Having to leave, pieces of me behind,

Ones I cherished, and adored like a sacred box…

Of memories, of who I was, of Who I am…

One would possibly say,

How could you not know, what you dream of…

How could you not know, who you love, or desire…

My reply would simply be,

My heart has failed me continuously,

Overwhelmed with emotions…

Carrying me… into these dreams,

That I thought were once mine…

My heart has failed me a thousand times,

Melodying, a lullaby….

Like a familiar scent, you can not erase,

The craving, the yearning, the anticipation,

Of that dawn rising, and seeing… the eyes…

That once cured me, from my wounds…

As I travel, as I roam these endless crowds,

That seem to have not a face, but a mask…

I fail, to find thee…

I fail, to search for you,

As I feel, I have become weak…

Waiting, oh waiting…

As time ticks away, my days…

That seems endurable, without you,

So every night, I close eyes…

My only wish, is to wake,

With your eyes, staring into mine.

I’m so lost, because I’m only meant you?

I’m so lost, because no one could compare?

I’m so lost, because I refuse to continue my life

Without you…