January, 0813
So glad now of being alone,
befriending my mind.
I thrive here in my solitude,
watching music dance.
A troupe of tail-lights outside my window
Dances
To the music in my ears,
to the rhythm in my soul,
and the spring in my step.
I was one when I arrived,
searching for love.
I wonder if I’ll ever find it,
yet know,
When I go, I will still be
One.
December, 0727
Silence is common to us all,
We speak from the shadows,
With words polite, movements proper,
Yet no one hears intention…
We reach out and touch each other,
Who do we truly feel?
We speak of breaking down walls,
Only to fortify ourselves further
Afraid of being in the light,
We stand in the darkness, naked,
Flawed, we attempt to hide our scars -
A masquerade of character.
Serendipity has brought me to you,
From a voice unheard, I hear your words
A thousand ways can love manifest
And you’ve given me love anew
Disrobed, I see my own scars,
Unafraid, I embrace the light
I conceal my defects no more,
These imperfections make me real.
All I need now is a touch, true,
A single word, truly meant.
I am no longer afraid of being myself
To enfold you in my arms is now all I desire.
October, 073
I wish I was an aeroplane
that soars across the sky
I wish that I was a thought
as pretty as a butterfly
I wish I was imperfect
my imperfections make me real
I wish I was a poem
that everyone could feel
I wish that I was jealous Hate
that falls with grace to Love
I wish I wasn’t a single option
but all of the above
I wish I was as beautiful
as the stars in the sky at night
I wish I was undeniable truth
of believe in love at first sight
I wish I was the reason
that made you want to live
I wish I found it easy to take
but easier to give
I wish I stood on my own two feet
and dared to not belong
I wish I was the sun-rise
I wish I was this song.
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Inspired by the song Wishlist by Pearl Jam. The good thing is that I didn’t know the lyrics to the song when I wrote the poem, and it helped me make my own wishlist which you can almost sing to the original tune.
September, 0729
In a quiet room
Full of darkness
In silence I lie
Thinking about you
With a heavy heart
And tears streaming down my face…
If I stopped believing in love,
Could I then get over you?
If I closed my eyes and wished you away,
Would you then disappear?
If I held my breath and hoped to die,
Would I then be free?
I’m only asking because I need to know
Where do I go from here?
September, 0727
Mirror mirror on the wall
Showing me truths you hide from all
A monster in your face I see
The monster looks just like me
Alone, frustrated, angry or hurt
Whiny, boring, rude and curt
Fists of hate and eyes of sorrow
Truths don’t heal, so lies I borrow
Broken heart, tired soul
Begs for freedom from lack of control
The face I see in the mirror is mine
But hark! It could very well be thine.