Friday 11 September 2020

To the angel that stole my heart

Escaping dreams of yesterday is hard and since you closed your eyes to sleep in beauty, letting you go has been the hardest thing for me......


Sometimes I wish it were just a dream, I want to feel it's not real but pain really hurts and am reminded that it's real....


Somehow the memories we shared together keep me sane with magical potions and every inch of me is holding on....

I was the fuel and you were the spark

The love I can't design, my sunshine in the darkness burning out..  


Every time I reminisce I wish that you were still here and I had known that someday you'd sleep forever...

I'd have written you a thousand words to say how much I love you and a thousand more to say goodbye but I guess that is so much for wishful thinking and slowly it sinks in that life is not always a bed of roses but you were the soil in my garden.

Friday 4 September 2020

If wishes were horses

 If wishes were horses

We'd all be happy and in love

No one would have to cry or fall apart


If wishes were horses

Sugarcoated "I love YOUs" would be very obvious

And we'd all be conscious


If wishes were horses

All of our loved ones would be alive and no one would have to die

So we could all be happy together


If wishes were horses

We'd all have what we wanted and never had to suffer from heartbreak


If wishes were horses

This begger would fly to the moon to catch a star for the one I love

I'd clone a dozen for you .


If wishes were horses

I'd always have you by my side

And we'd never have to miss each other so much...


If wishes were horses

The sun would be blue as the color of your eyes and you'd still be mine...


But wishes are not horses and they don't come true so never mind. 

Say a prayer and you will be fine

One last poem

Worlds

Drop

Dead..

This was once a love poem before it found itself sitting out here on a grave ... ..

From kiss to kiss

Everything that was lovely is but a grief, so brief and a delightful pain....


Iwill think about most of the times you spent with me,

Because all am left with to hold are memories but the most beautiful of them.


When you smiled

When you started to laugh

When you didn't like something and then you tried to hide it....

How your eyes would glow

The way that you're tall

The way you made me feel safe ..

Before my heart broke again and I have not died

So surely God has had his hand on me..


What arms my body longed for, and who and where and why,

I have to forget the lips my lips have kissed and who my body touched under the sheets till morning..


Explains why the moon is full of pain tonight, 

It's not the same under it's light..

What loves have come and gone from whom to who and where and why..

Still a thing I can't understand tonight....

What Money Cannot Buy

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