Weighing Favour

Sample the wares you said

Do not wait for one to disappoint

Before moving on to another

And I see the weighing scales

Tip.

Your finger unabashedly

Pulling down the plate

In your favour.

Withhold

Your words reach deep inside me

Yet your coy musings

Warn me:

I’m honest you say

I’m blunt and I’m clear.

You will be hurt.

You will walk away:

But maybe limping

Maybe even crawling.

There will be piece of you

I will withhold.

It will be mine to keep.

It will be mine to reap.

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Musings

A mistake well forgotten

Is a mistake waiting to reoccur.

It’s sad but interesting

How we forget what caused us so

much misery.

Searching

Society says I only have so much time

Biology sagely agrees

But Life

And Will

And Experience

They keep asking me to wait

For better.

And I?

I seesaw between hope and despair

I venture and retreat

I try and falter

And still try

I will do what i can

Until i can’t no more.

odd leveler

why do i sigh (a little relieved)

when fear comes tumbling out of your mouth

your urgent words collide into each other

in their haste to express what i hardly have the courage to sum up

and therefore reply with silence

(and a deeply quiet marvel)

at how insecurity is such an odd leveler

an overlooked equaler

fix this

i can’t fix this

something has given away at the seams

an eyeless needle

is all i possess

so come and sew me up

stitched through and through with scars

but patched up with your kisses

 i will threaten

to fall to pieces

all you need to do

is pull the right string

i await to be entangled

in the chaotic confines

of our harmonious mess

there is nothing better than that

which makes me say nothing but yes…

Dawning

keep your fingers crossed
your heart open
your vision willing
your dreams real

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keep your smile secret
your heart willing
your vision sure
your dreams strong

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keep your eyes dry
your heart strong
your vision unblurred
your dreams from fleeting

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keep your head up
your heart patched up
your vision realistic
your dreams as dreams

 

Prudence

Prudence:

an ugly word weightily crowned with meaning

i fear to be relieved lest it rears its self-entitled smugly ringed head.

Serendipity stays loved and far from your loftily held place…

 

taken aback

taken aback

sharper, cruder, more sourly distinct

each time

i encounter its unexpected appearance

and then i realize

i’m really not that surprised

after all

but just for that one moment

i let my naive heart fail to grasp

what experience expected all along