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Letters to a Soulmate Part 1
Dear Sweet One,
Sweet woe to the lover who wishes only for the gaze of her beloved. Yet you see, I could never ask you to love me for I am the unloveable, the broken, unwanted and scared. So love, don't love me, I've already said I'm unloveable. Don't wait for me, won't you give me the satisfaction of watching you fall in love? Last of all don't look for me, my love, live for me.
Love,
Unwanted.
“Ghost”
Lonely lips are all I remember, it was December,
yes I know.
If only you were here now, I wouldn’t fear now,
why you’d go.
Cause when you left, I cried, everyday and everynight.
When you left, I didn’t know, which way was left or right.
Sleep was asking why I didn’t,
Smile was asking why I wouldn’t,
Mom didn’t think I was eating anymore.
You kissed my forehead, now I get to
Think about never kissing yours.
Why am I always, left to remember
The best of the worst.
Why am I always, left to be the one
Who falls in love first?
Oh, I’m cursed.
All the times in parking lots, all the
Tiny dots, on all the question marks
About us.
Are we now what we used to be, a
Friendship covered in dust.
Maybe we should have never been
As honest as we were, still I don’t
Regret it. Never cherished something more.
You kissed my forehead, now I get to
Think about never kissing yours.
Why am I always, left to remember
The best of the worst.
Why am I always, left to be the one
Who falls in love first?
My heart’s about to burst.
This is me at my worst.
If we never speak again,
just wanted you to know,
that I loved loving you and
you kiss is what I miss the
most.
But our story is a ghost now…
Facing the Impossible
What is it now troubling ye?
Scratching-clawing
'Neath insecurities
My hand is right here
You've nothing to fear
Is it some heartbroken devastation?
An illogical interpretation?
If you're confused
I'm right here for you
Maybe your anger is misdirected
And it's something inside you
That needs be corrected
I'm no punching bag
But I'll help burden your bad
You know?
There's air in your lungs
You're far from dead
Would you like me to
Shine a light inside your head?
Clever words I offer you
Maybe a different
Point of view
So many encounters
That we can both get through...
...Broken wing
Let us sing...
In harmony with every last thing!
Facing the Impossible &
All that might bring...
You know who I am?
A link in your chain
An element with no name
Something between
A God & Man
From the soil
Into your dreams
Not quite your time
To truly understand
Enlightenment & evolution
Are right there close at hand...
...Solitary pain
Cannot sustain
Only death or wisdom
Can remain
Too often arriving
Hand & hand...
There's a time to die...
Yet better still
A time to live!
Steady ye soul
Let go & forgive
Nought can ye control
'Cept warmth for
Others out in the cold
Leading the children
Aiding the old
Begin with simplicity
Not complexity & intricacies
Peace-I say peace...
Now!
Not when you're deceased
But ponder those last thoughts
When ye life's 'bout to expire
Once-twice
On & on
Till it feels like fire...
Ask aloud what
Matters ye most
Frequent questions
With common answers
Not even close
In the dark
I can give you sight
From the light
I can shade with night
Get on my shoulders
It'll be alright
Lift your chin
Let love in
A new chapter is about to begin...
...Down days
Swells & waves
A life lived
Fears no grave
Don't cry
Don't hide
In me you can always confide
Free way any phobia
Anchored by the improbable
Together
We'll Face the Impossible
Unstoppable...
...Blow your storm out to sea
There's no hook in thee
Look to me...
What would I ever do without you?
I exist only by your witness
Mirror me now-
I'll show you how
Mirror me now-
Do not dismiss this
In the mirror now...
Do you know who this is?
Dawn of Truth
I opened the door
and entered within.
Life’s possibilities
spread before me
in droplets of light
and dark sabers.
The path swerved
and I was overtaken
by the dawn of truth
and was torn
into infinite pieces
by marauding crows.
Life is full of chances
and choices
and I picked
the wrong one.
I will close this door
and start
all over again
before I am consumed
by “too late!”
Turn back time.
“Can you turn back the time?” the elderly man asked Albupa.
Albupa stared at the old man and asked him what was wrong. He told him that he was recalling the day that his wife left this earth.
“My deepest condolences,” Albupa said as he gave him a hug.
The man told the young lad about his wife. How much she loved being outdoors. Even when it was really cold. She would still go outside, early in the morning, to see the sunrise.
The old man sniffed and wiped the tears from his eyes. He handed Albupa his watch.
“What’s this for?” Albupa asked.
“If you ever feel sad, and lost, or wish that you could alter time- then look at this watch,” replied the old man.
“Thank you.”
Albupa sat for a while with him and they watched the sunrise together. The old man beamed with joy. He felt like his wife was still with him. Now his tears were that of gladness. The company of the young child also helped make him feel less sad & alone.
Distasteful
I want to know if you can taste it...
That guile riddled poison pouring from your lips.
Does it stain your tongue and corrode your teeth?
Or have you gained immunity
With every vile lie you've swallowed with pride?
You are whispering obscenities,
And splattering walls with your filth.
You are seeping poison from your pores,
And begging me to savor your skin.
You are spilling lies like truth in glass cups
And urging me to drink.
But I have no taste for it, my dear.
I have no taste for it.
#poetry #freeverse