Darling dearest
This is a series of 11 poems that are here defining my love to him:)
1. BLEEDING ICHOR
Cruelty is something that is made for me
Those little strings of hope I believe
Maybe this time, maybe in the hour of need
After hanging too long I only bleed
Bleeding of peace
Bleeding of insanity
Bleeding barefoot in birches and trees
Bleeding of the thought that we were ever meant to be
Scathed in the blood of innocence
That you had ever shed of me
My dead body lying in your breath’s presence
My absence pleasing you indeed
2. Anguished
Your blood curdling energy makes me want to hide
Like that little girl who once did all these years back
Sometimes I feel your energy from right behind
But its mostly from within myself with a sound of crack
I don’t hate or envy you, maybe I do
But it’s because how you made me feel
Your hands etched out like deadly knives
Never remind me of the wailing of a traumatized kid who just wanted to fly
3. SCARED OR SACRED
How do I hold on to those broken pieces of our love
Something that turned so grey and mundane
A tapestry of the golden ages that might never be shared again
How do I hold on to something that might never be love again?
4. LONELY CROWDS
Among the masses two people breathe
Completely ignorant of each other
Of the unsung tapestry underneath
What a lyrical spin off time had weaved this time
Bittersweet age of two butterflies flying in rhyme
Flapping their wings, shining ever so bright
Snap of a finger, the age of downfall after their blissful height
5. THE TAPESTRY WE COULD'VE SHARED
I see you everywhere
In between those history books,
In chemistry we never shared
Those pages can’t be turned to a new chapter I guess
Because I’ll hold on to those memories at my best
6. ILLICIT AFFAIRS
Apart by a million miles
United by a single thought
Me and you surviving forevermore
Like the hope of a lost guide for a ship at the shore
Waves hit high and low
Thoughts running fast but those moments stinging slow
I think my insanity is breached you should know
I’d get killed a million times, just to get killed once more
7. POLAROIDS
Memories are something that are always lost
But it’s your choice whether to mourn or to cherish the cost
Once in a while, you’ll go back in time
Almost reliving those moments and then sit back in spite
You see what a mess it is now
The aftermath of bloodshed it is how
So bloody ruined and hope it might be right again
How so, when their name spells out pain?
8. HAUNTING BABYLON
Your lavender scents haunting my gardens of Babylon
Spring unfolding beneath our feet while your brain was all frost
The coldness and the babarism you displayed deserves fine recognition
How reckless you were when you had wrecked everything I had grown
They say you reap what you sow
But in my case its wrong I suppose
I had grown all my love and care
And all you gave me were bittersweet memories hanging fair
9. LAST KISS
There's not a day I don't miss the touch of your eyes, and your bearing of lies
Engraved forever in my heart is the heat of those moments
This happiness every time whenever the clock strikes straight 9:09
Today in memory I look at our life in pictures with a little shine
Maybe that shine was of the tears that came along
The miseries that dawned
And the melody of our favorite song
How could you ever leave me in this wild abyss
Never thought that you'd be gone without a goodbye kiss
10. ETERNAL VEXATION
I watch you breathe and sleep and reach out my hand
But you were too distanced from me
Inhabiting somewhere seven worlds afar
But still I see your hidden scars
Because no matter how well you hide
I can see vexation beneath your lips hidden behind a smile
Doesn't matter if we're opposite poles or tied to a rope
I will always see your imperfectness as stars
No matter if I'm a grieving widow or a wounded soldier
Or you're the man behind rifle
don't ever expect me to leave you deserted
Because you will ever remain my evermore Eiffel
Even beneath your flaws and scars
Not even the mighty fate can pull us apart
11. COWARDNESS
In the silence of bustling crowds
I'm haunted
By your essence, its horrid
The scary play, with the playwright and his midwife
Fucking up the scene with their derranged brains
In the blink of an eye
What does one do when his life turns out to be a lie
Never dream of things unless you can't fulfill them
Don't see stars in the sunlight
But who are we to listen and learn
Running like children in the ferns
And the marsh and the grasslands and the lakes
Where people can't even admit what they can take
Of what they love, what are their mistakes
Who on earth would stand up and confess
That it is the field named love they had professed
I might be a little coward if I can't say that I love you
That you aren't on my mind like some rent free brat all the time
Your absence of pheremones doesn't help any better in my confession
How our love suffered extreme brutal complications
Of how much I don't hate you and how I not never think of you
And I'm a coward,
so I'll say this is barely true