I remember you only when I need you
with one moment cursing myself
the other moment begging for your reassurance
some comfort, some chance, some hope
pleading for it all to be alright
berating your creations
asking you to see the injustice
asking you to intervene
asking you to hear me out
and somehow…when things turn out right
forgetting you…shamefully renouncing you
and all that you have done for me
with silence.
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To Remember
the past comes back
in the most unexpected ways
what you never wanted to forget
fades without notice
what you never wanted to remember again
catches you completely unaware
and at times
what you thought was forgotten
was just waiting for its
chance to be remembered…
To
to envy the sorrows
that have comforts
*
to question the cares
of those who have
ones to save them
*
to search for a
smaller piece
of a gauzy dream
all glimmering with hope
one where joy
is still buoyant
and ignorant
of the troubles
that follow
***
to deny that a whimper
was heard where a
roar was thoroughly expected
*
to seek the words
that were heard in the heart
but were left unsaid
the air still silent
and stuck within
the breath
wishing to remain
inside
and end what all
it had started
***
and to forget what
hope there ever
was of returning
to that little
sad pit of denial
***
traced
a solemn soul
sits upon the sands
tracing her slender spine
a tenderly once kissed neckline
smooth curves appear upon
sun-soaked granules
teasing out the features
that he thought lost
but fingers deftly recreate
upon a canvas grainy-fine
the ocean rushes to erase
the moment of recognition
find me
i must find myself..
within the very mazes,
of your past tense.
whatever was remembered ago.
i must find myself…
where i did exist
where i wondered and whispered:
think of me.
i am no stranger.
i knew you.
is that not enough
to find where i never was
until now.
forgive/forget
forgive and forget.
such empty words…
(better shattered to shreds,
let rabid through the veins,
to tear up and wreck
what beats filthy…)
take a dip
a little will drip
let some slip
why yes…
why not a sip?
forget to forgive.
such festering words…
better left to rot
crawling through the heart
that cries out
for revenge.
everloving i
Everloving I:
beg among the multitude,
but you are darkness-fair,
to give but kingly precious few…
an essence of alms to sustain the pleader more. In my wounded soul:
I have placed you piercing deep,
yet still you wander…
still my heart do reap. I will breathe the very air:
that you will move to form,
the words of change.
yearn.
beg among the multitude,
but you are darkness-fair,
to give but kingly precious few…
an essence of alms to sustain the pleader more. In my wounded soul:
I have placed you piercing deep,
yet still you wander…
still my heart do reap. I will breathe the very air:
that you will move to form,
the words of change.
And there I will:
part my lips,
to sigh…to seal…
and cry with my soul
returned
yearn.
blur and part
“the people blur and part”
and i await for the words to come
a frantic search
through many no longer sticky notes
bent and creased and come apart
with scribbles, waves and loops
half brackets, slashes and arrows
and lines wobbily crossed out
all tossed aside for that one
where all that has stuck
to memory
are “the people blur and part”
a thunderous sound
the platform trembles
a whoosh of stale and mechanical air
an impatient rush, quick shuffles and speakered din
all scattered now
and stuck between the tracks
leave a trace
leave a trace
where no imprint will stay…
where no touch will ever
be created
where memory
will not remember
to relive
and regret
that it forgot
how to forget
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