Sunday, September 29, 2019

Haunting Feeling



What closes in with uneasiness
Unsettles to the core
Haunts the present, and the present
Barely in reach but enough to grasp
A little bit of nothing

You thought you had it
Something that fit
Turns out it’s not real
It was only a feeling

Who fills your mind with stimulation
Thrills you to chase
Abandon what you had- you had
Mingled our souls but didn't lock eyes
It could have been enough

You thought you had it
Something that fit
Turns out it’s not real
It was only a feeling

A feeling.


Hopeless Romantic


She arrived a little late
Found herself more than just a date
At last, all her dreams came true
With the declarative exchange: "I do"

One thing became quickly clear
New life and love had much to fear
Stemming from a thorny past
Rotting snags and fresh weeds she must outcast

Down there where her time is spent
Search where her fertile soil went
Expectancy pressures her
Prematurely ages love so tender.

He lined up to board early
Women would fall in love surely
Got himself a wife to hold
"Family forever" conveys rings of gold

Pushing patience and the clock
Yet he takes pride in this life walk
Not a moment he would spare
On tracing back roots of his past affairs

Always running to what's next
Cover up or dim its effects
Finding stress in relation
He plays the part for his reputation

Will love find a way for them?
Even after separation?
After the shock and trauma?
Will marriage be seen as more than dogma?

They grew apart, but broken
Share the same bed that they woke in
Counseling to navigate
Will it be enough to sail this ship straight?

Maybe they'll arrive together 
With healing cords no one can sever
With Love that bound the broken hearts
And filled up each hopelessly empty part



Purely In Love



A drop of gold,
A glimmer of light magnified-
Brightened by flashes of fathomless joy,
Falling into a clear ocean of love
And the unknown.
Take heart-
The hope.

A simple word,
An affirmation most anticipated-
Breaking through the abstraction
Of a yearning and a dream.
With the reverberation,
Embellish promise-
The plunge.

An emanating ripple,
A passing of energy to kinesthetics-
Flowing wider and farther
As deep calls to deep.
Swelling endearment-
The intimacy.

The ring...
Still glistens...
Through waves.