Do I see tears in your eyes as you realise
that I am not going along
with your awesome idea?
You trampled around
in my emotions -
invaded my space with empty promises -
planted false hopes.
You had me jump through hoops
when you already knew
ephemerity.
Who spoilt you so much
that you did not expect consequences?
My Plan A in tatters
I shut the door on your Plan B.
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Sunday, 25 March 2012
To Fade Away
Retreat
reflected
in the smooth face
filling the mirror.
Do not pity a gambler's heart
Porous pillars crumpled
leaving empty ruins
in marble
irises.
reflected
in the smooth face
filling the mirror.
Do not pity a gambler's heart
Porous pillars crumpled
leaving empty ruins
in marble
irises.
Labels:
Endings,
Literature,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern,
To Fade Away
Monday, 12 March 2012
Idiot
You don't even know me
and decide
that you'll
turn away from me.
Clinging to six years
of knowing her -
the one who
said no.
First, I was sick with
disappointment,
now I'm nauseous
with anger.
Fuck you for dragging me
into this,
for making me
a side story.
You'd like that, wouldn't you,
but I'm the hero
of this story
and I'm leaving you behind.
and decide
that you'll
turn away from me.
Clinging to six years
of knowing her -
the one who
said no.
First, I was sick with
disappointment,
now I'm nauseous
with anger.
Fuck you for dragging me
into this,
for making me
a side story.
You'd like that, wouldn't you,
but I'm the hero
of this story
and I'm leaving you behind.
Labels:
Anger,
Disappointment,
Idiot,
Literature,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
Phantom Pain
You said something
and something somehow
broke.
Words bruised me weak
and so I stepped
aside.
I fold into myself
abandoning you
softly.
And yet, you remain.
and something somehow
broke.
Words bruised me weak
and so I stepped
aside.
I fold into myself
abandoning you
softly.
And yet, you remain.
Labels:
Free Verse,
Literature,
Pain,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern,
Sad,
Sadness
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Fazed
I am sorry,
I am slipping
Do not take my silence
Correction: Do not take my silence amiss
Do not take anything for granted
Do not mind me
as your eyes fuse
with the desert sun
far away.
Winter has come
with a vengeance,
freezing my laughter.
The blizzard has turned me brittle
and I write myself out
till I go blank
beneath the black sky.
I am slipping
Do not take my silence
Correction: Do not take my silence amiss
Do not take anything for granted
Do not mind me
as your eyes fuse
with the desert sun
far away.
Winter has come
with a vengeance,
freezing my laughter.
The blizzard has turned me brittle
and I write myself out
till I go blank
beneath the black sky.
Labels:
Literature,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern,
Sad,
Sadness
Monday, 26 September 2011
Husk
A mouth
twisted by pain
curls around its lies,
cut lips bleed
reassurance.
Experience
shutters the iris
with wit,
keeping in
the shadows.
Chitinous propriety
holds the frame.
Inner flame sunk
onto itself,
growing cold.
twisted by pain
curls around its lies,
cut lips bleed
reassurance.
Experience
shutters the iris
with wit,
keeping in
the shadows.
Chitinous propriety
holds the frame.
Inner flame sunk
onto itself,
growing cold.
Labels:
Literature,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern,
Sadness
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Realistically...
Masked
vulnerability
lightly dances
round the truth
and grimly closed
minds and eyes
laugh at romance
as cowardly pragmatism
hides behind
impracticalities.
Only now and then
a cruel spasm.
vulnerability
lightly dances
round the truth
and grimly closed
minds and eyes
laugh at romance
as cowardly pragmatism
hides behind
impracticalities.
Only now and then
a cruel spasm.
Labels:
Friendship,
Literature,
Love,
Poem,
Poetry,
Postmodern,
Sadness
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