Little by Little
Category: Poetry
Vizzane – The Friendship Collection
You said your life was filled with farewells
Whenever you met a kindred spirit
they left before your smile settled
I left without saying goodbye
You must have pretended that I went solo sailing
You checked on the anniversary
and thought
the sea must have been a bit too rough that year
When I appeared like the sudden rain
You brought out beers to celebrate
the trophy of safe home coming
Confusion Says
Your scarred hand caught my heart
wrapped around the chambers and vessels
housed the over stimulated nerves
When you placed my heart back into the void
I covered your hand on my heart
the song of redemption played to heal us
A scar knows a bare nerve
Two broken mend at once
Three lined poetry is one stanza too many
We Met in the Rain
A new collaboration with Joey – The Fragrance Writer
When we were lonely, we met in the rain
We only stood and stared at each other
We shared comfort in misery and pain
And in the raindrops, our tears found cover
Our own silence was louder than the storm
But we found heat in the palms of our hands
You became the jacket to keep me warm
Is this love? My anxiety expands
But you only love me when you’re lonely
You only call me when you are in pain
You no longer call me like you know me
I guess this is the meaning of “betray”
Friend, there’s times and seasons for everything
For both being away and to embrace
The monsoon season gave no covering
When it subsided we both felt out of place
But every time I met your tear-filled gaze
My reflection was nowhere in hiding
My heart sank deep into a hopeless place
I prayed for our friendship never ending
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Inception of Ending
first
my heart crumbled
before we slowly withered
as home closed in
while the nation screamed at
the world’s collapse
at what point
the world was too big
to bridge the nations
which divided our home
where you and I struggled to
couch together
so
my heart crumbled
at last
The Sea
When I was little I was weak
Dreams I had seem too young ago
Now I am strong enough to walk miles to the deep
The dead calm under the water revitalises my soul
As a young man I saw visions
A fish twisted into a spiral preying on ships
My life worn heart unrests in sleep confusion
Leviathan tangles with my spirit in a dream script
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Collision
She bathed in the warm sunlight
lazed around in feline stretch
He sat on his throne of darkness
with fairy lights twinkling
His stare ravished her
making the sun blush
the clouds gathered to hide its shyness
and brought rain to nourish her desire
She lost her brightness to his temptation
He drew her closer to his kingdom
She fought and writhed to shake off her impulse
to prevent the collision of the two worlds
