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I hate you
I don’t hate you
I hate that you gave me hope
A hope that we could be
I don’t hate myself
I hate that I believe,
the words you say…
even when the world doesn’t
I hate that I will still stand with you,
even when the sky falls down
It hate that I can’t hate you
I am not sorry…
… because I love you
In a world so beautiful,
Vast,
Yet this heart for one
We will never be
And I am not sad…
… because I can’t have you
In my world so small,
Unknown
Yet this heart satisfied,
I am glad I got to love
Star fall
You, like a breath of flames,
Light every letter of these words,
branding clean…
… into the delicate layers of my heart
My mind is at wild
But only have a few to tell…
… of how deeply I feel
You, I love
This strangeness, divine
Of the sky with its stars,
How fortunate…
… that one fell right into my arms?!
Human
They would be a little wiser
A breath last yet a light to the unknown…
… That we chase with the days’ toils
Do we know more today than yesterday?
unfortunate, forgotten
Stumbling back to the ways of the past
Not foolish,
Just human
Ruined yet beautiful
Chasing love
Let faith fail
Love at last is a reach by the fingertips…
I am blinded by the light…
… from the sun,
and you shine bright into my eyes…
… On a ” whisky” morning
A treacherous woman
married to her alluring glows,
But her wines bring cold to my soul…
… from within
I wish to forget
A face I haven’t known
But my mind lingers on your silhouettes
Like a cloud of smoke
I will never take form
To stand by you
Let the clock run out
Ash and roses
If I knew the man I would become
Never would I,
Never would I have asked for your heart
But claws deep
Torn from the bone
The words to say I am sorry
Only heavy to carry…
along to our graves
Could the heavens forgive you and I?
Or in this hell shall we crossover..
… to a world the same
Where we hate who we are
I will not hate
Walked a road too long
Wouldn’t know how to get back
A ticking clock
With its broken hands
How to undo the past?
The stars were beautiful when we cuddled
the nights were silent
And your heart…
Always beating softly in my arms
I have never known the cold
This strangeness
Wouldn’t know how to get warm
I don’t know where I am
Or how to start again
To let an unknown into my heart
You took a chunk of it
And my last I will give
Because I choose to love
And not hate what we were
Not to be
The clock set apart
She, the sun
And I, the moon
Of the stars
How to be?
But a nothingness
We are fading out
A truest heart
Could it be a fantasy?
This aching
What if we are never to love?
PoetR 