Je me souviens…

Maybe I was your lover

in a time before this

How my heart remembers

when these memories have ceased to exist?

 

Because somewhere

between the shadows

the earth had cast

There was the secret

kept by the universe

of our eternal past

 

My heart can now tell

What my mind

never knew

The emotions that existence

will have me forget,

The all consuming love

I’ve always had for you

 

So here I am

to repay as before

 

This time I will suffer

a pain like no other

If only

to love you

to hold you

to kiss you

a lifetime

once more…

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My gift to you

And just before

this heart

beats its last,

I would have travelled

in the beam of the first light

to the beginning of the ancient past

Just at the moment

the sands are about to be poured

into the glass

These grains

I will hide

if only to create moments

so your happiness can last

Only then

will rest prefer the slumber

in the shadow

of beautiful flowers

beneath the grass

 

For: Chela, Chloe and Emmily with love

La vie… fallen

The moonlight💕

as always

beautiful and bright❤

could not control the tides

as emotions took flight😔

 

For the butterfly

could not find

beauty

within herself

Wings destroyed

she has become darker

than a starless night

 

So away

with the shattered glass

Consequence must pay honour

to a tragic past

 

This is the final grain

and for as long as

it is yet to fall

Life may be allowed

to remain

 

… count the seconds

How long till sanity

can no longer be

reclaimed?

 

Contemplation

I have lived this cycle

many times before

As of nature

as of beast

And as these,

Why have I rebirthed?

What have I died for?

 

Now to be awakened

to this life

I live among soulmates

Destiny unknown

And

for a prayer

for a sympathetic tear

Duty relents

as this mortal heart repents

 

Satisfied?

Which now is the way?

For if in this life

my deeds are paid,

Where now, do I spend my after days?

Quasimodo

This isn’t meant to be

poetic

There is nothing beautiful

about physical pain

When can I hope

to be normal?

“There goes the circus freak!”

Aren’t those the sentiments

of passers by?

Yet, it is not them

but I

who condemn

For my imperfections

are only made a spectacle of

in my own eyes.

 

 

There are days when I feel so very hideous… today happens to be one of those days.

Teleportation

When the troubles

of life

bring to you

sorrowful sighs,

I will take your pain

as my own

and let the tears

fall from my eyes

 

Then, from it,

I will begin

creating moments

that will make you smile

 

And at your side

there I’ll be

with a new star

to brighten your day

 

…,but…

outside the hidden realms,

I dwell in the first light…

So…

will my distant love

be enough

to chase your storm clouds away?

As the curtain comes down

The first rays of the early morning peek through the curtains hanging on the window just above the bed where the lovers are awakening.
WOMAN: ( turning to her love and smiling into his already opened eyes. She is filled with a happiness beyond human comprehension. Here she was, lying in bed with the only man she has ever loved. It was a moment her heart would capture and lock away into forever.)
“Isn’t it a beautiful morning?
Filled with the old cliché
of ‘light through the window
(as the heavens have awakened)
with the melodious sounds
of the birds chirping!”

GUY: (Stretching, before embracing his lover, smiling too at her)
” Ahh, but it is your beauty
that has opened the heavens above
The glow you have about you
after a night making love.”

WOMAN: (Again she is caught up in the feelings of the moment and she wonders how she could be so lucky to have a love so divine.)
“I cannot believe, my love,
that we are finally together
Let’s trick the sands of time
so we can stay like this forever.”

GUY: (A look of concern clouds his features)
“That’s not the line
you should have read
You were supposed to kiss me once
then hop out of bed.”

WOMAN: (She is suddenly confused by the madness her lover speaks)
“My love, you speak the words
that are contrary to this moment
Why do you say such things
after a beautiful night that was spent?”

GUY: (Placing his fingers under her chin, he turns her face upwards)
“Look up, honey
See the stage lights above?
Look! The curtain is about to come down
We were never really in love.”

WOMAN: (Saddened and enraged all at once, but frantically looking around and recognizing the props of a stage setting)
“Do not say that!
Why do you try to hurt me?!
We are in love!
And forever we shall be!”

GUY: (removing his costumed face)
“Do you see me now?
And this here is the stage
You too can remove your costume
We have reached the final page.”

WOMAN: (looking around helplessly)
“This cannot be happening
We were one from eternity
Stop talking this nonsense!
This here, is NOT imaginary!”

GUY: (now removing her own mask from her face)
“These masks we wear
delude our feelings to care
Don’t let this (holding up the mask)
deceive you into a feeling
that has never been real
You think you are in love
but it is not what you feel.”

(Pulling her out of bed and to the front of the stage)
“Come on, my love
be reasonable about this now
The show is over
Take a bow.”
Also read: Exit stage left

Quand nous faisons l’amour

A secret place

of forbidden taste

that creates a fire

ignites a burning desire

of inner longings,

suppressed yearnings

of all that is beautiful and…

 

Sensuous caresses

A heart that undresses

baring naked

intimate thoughts

and pleasure undefined

where two souls come together

loving and learning each other

in body and mind

Quand tu me manques

It was never the hours

that I counted

But the seconds

that slowly ticked by

Now that I’ve waited the distance

I finally cry

 

Because whilst

the seconds were ticking,

hope still trusted

that you did care

but now that the sands,

to the wind,

have been dusted,

I can release the tears

 

In secret

your words are all that were wanted

to bring your presence near

 

But go away now

I will no longer

draw circles around my eyes

or listen for the hinges of the letters

to creak

but live as your hours speak

As this journey,

to obsolete,

flies

 

For you can no longer light

my darkened skies…

 

Mon beau ami Delhian

In the moonbeam

through the window

to my heart,

he captures my tears

 

On this darkest of night

of life’s woes

he turns my face to my fears

 

And as the wind whispers

secretly

His voice that I know

reaches my ears

My spirit is soothed

my once stagnant emotions

now flow

because he cares

 

And he will remain:

the promise,

that first beautiful kiss,

the forever moment

of bliss,

my moonbeam,

the one whose face

I see in my dreams

 

My one true love

that will always be

the very breath of life

that has

re awakened me