Monthly Archives: January 2017

Wars we fight

Who dwells in their own head?

I do.. I do..

I live there with a man of dispiriting affections..

Broth of hatred.. froth of nonchalant love..

Rebelling against my rationale.. Again which is mine and which is his?

Life seems spent at war with love…

Moving on…

Which emotion is not to be felt?

I ain’t following a parchment of archaic laws…

Written and misspelled by all engrossed in a deep desperation of a kind..

Desire to be remembered… desire to be embraced.. Desire to be discovered..

Desire to be designed upon.. embarked into.. a journey from soul into a another..

Desire to appraised with condiments… tokens from one soul to another..

Who… which monk.. which teacher.. which bud..which man or women…

Can surpass the need to live.. need to be, to find which has not been found within..

And the need to feign control..

To him who I love.. who I have loved.. I can love..

I have found not the meaning of it..

I will always bless thee… find thee in my memories… search for thy love..

I hope.. this day.. the gulf of resentment has cleansed as much as it has left my heart..

Apologies I render.. and hope I shall find thee again.. in life.. in love.. in my heart..

.

And the man who fights with rationale.. in my head..shall always loose..

For rationale.. feigns control..

An incomplete drama of scribbled words.. this shall be..

For none can unfold the unrest of love and desires..

The conundrum of what to be.. who to be.. to succumb..

Or to succumb again.. just, to which…. ?

Categories: amibiguity, answers, DREAMS, emotions, expressions, life, love, poetry on life, poetry on love, silence, struggle, the mind | 5 Comments

Random

Touch and walk away..

The sound of thy heart beating so close..

The memory of your touch so fresh..

And yet you walk away.. one step at a time..

The sound of your breath dimmer..

Oh dear friend.. are you in pain?

So am I..

I pondered if you knew how I glowed when you brushed past me..

And yet you left me bereft at the cross roads..

Wanting.. failing.. simmering with pain..

Touch is powerful..

It ignites pain as much as it heals..

you healed and now gone is your desire..is your love..

A mere shadow lingering.. at the corners of our companionship.

I  am not much.. only human..

Are you in pain?

So am I..

Pain I can spell with tears after dark..

The moon takes me to you..

And so do the cold winds..

As the hands clasped.. flesh smelted in together..

You touch and walk away..

Are you in pain…her’s?

So am I…. in yours..

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