The Trend.

I watched the waves.
They crashed into the rocks.
A done-to-death metaphor.

I saw the foam stick.
I saw the spray hit the air.
While you slept.
Blissful.
The trend of all lovers.
Once the passion is dead.

The sea will recede.
The rocks at least have faith.
The sea will return.

I walk back home.
To my side of the bed.
Sleepless and faithless.

Breathless

I can't breathe.
I try hard,
But I fail.
I follow
All the rules;
I still lose.
I am free;
But in life.
In all love,
I am caught.
Wrestling hard,
Against pain
And sorrow.
People see
Just the smile
And the love;
But the tears
The tears, tears,
Are all lost,
In silence.
No one sees
(Or chooses
To see) them.
I shudder
To wonder:
If all life
Is this way…
Or maybe,
Some morning
Will bring peace
With the love,
And all life
Will quiet.
But I think
That then is
Death.

A Fool’s Hope

Everything is right.
Everything seems fine.
Everything is love.
Everything has time.

The flowers will not die.
The food will not go bad.
The water will not dry.
The smile will not be sad.

This love is here to stay,
That is what lovers say,
There is no need to fear,
It’ll be here everyday.

Loneliness won’t occur,
For promises are made;
No one betrays hope here,
No memory shall fade.

I won’t be left alone,
That can’t ever be true;
You love me very much,
Much more than I do you.

Time can’t rage its battle;
Love cures all that pains;
Life has no mastery,
No one hears it’s complaints.

Losing you isn’t possible,
It’s never been so before;
No one leaves love’s house,
Once you’ve shut the door.

I worry needlessly:
Everyone holds me dear;
You most of all (I think)
Give me no cause to fear.

 

Death

I can't breathe.
I try hard,
But I fail.
I follow
All the rules;
I still lose.
I am free;
But in life.
In all love,
I am caught.
Wrestling hard,
Against pain
And sorrow.
People see
Just the smile
And the love;
But the tears
The tears, tears,
Are all lost,
In silence.
No one sees
(Or chooses
To see) them.
I shudder
To wonder:
If all life
Is this way…
Or maybe,
Some morning
Will bring peace
With the love,
And all life
Will quiet.
But I think
That then is
Death.

A Life Lesson

I have heard many I love yous,
I have given up so much time,
In believing each emotion
No worthier than this rhyme.

I’ve partaken of promises
That were broken, one by one;
Some were quelled in one fell sweep,
Robbing pain from some slower fun.

I have climbed each and every step,
That love has made me take;
I have trusted this foolish heart,
That love has helped me break.

I try damn hard to learn lessons,
That life has proved to be true:
I try hard to hear what they say,
But believe in just what they do.

Until I Die

I have loved. I thought love was forever;
But all vows have a lease on the heart.
It seems it’s love that life does sever
After all, it’s until death do you part.

I have no compunctions anymore –
There are conditions to love life makes.
The mark of years must always implore,
Yet deepen the pain of all heart breaks.

I thought I was careful, sure and wise;
But there are factors I’ve failed to view:
Fathers and mothers, husbands and wives,
Each comes with his or her karmic due.

So, it’s just when I turn to tell you
Of how I ache and why I sigh,
You say, sure, you will always be true,
Up until the very day I die.

Blood is thicker than water

I can’t sleep.
I’ve walked these empty rooms,
In my mind.
I’ve heard the snores,
From tired and uncaring mouths.
Stop. Rewind.
I bang against these walls.
I have cried my tears.
I can’t get hurt again,
I can’t face the same fears.
I thought I was rid of them,
Ages ago, when I stopped caring.
But here I am.
Without sleep, vacantly staring.
What keeps me awake?
I know the reason.
I dread to let hope die
And wait for the change in season.
I remember all that love said to me,
I recall the words before its slaughter;
There’s the end of love, when
Blood proves to be thicker than water.