she walked in his shack and smiled
he sensed calm before he lifted his eyes onto her
she held his head to her bosom
his headache peeled off in red and white petals
she torn open the curtains and let the light in
his chest expanded inhaling lavenders in sundust
she kissed him in droplets
he sank into a bliss of sweet aroma
in snowy days
I will hibernate in your arms
let cobwebs grow on my hair
let raven bring us food
nesting nesting
when Spring comes
I will wake up in your arms
let crisp cut grass infuse our nostrils
let fresh blooms send us pollen
achoo! achoo!
in summer haze
I will dance in your arms
let sweat bubble on our foreheads
let music bring us joy
shuffling shuffling
when Fall arrives
I will collapse into your arms
let the burning colours scorch our lips
let leaves cover our passion
flying flying
remember how much we were in love
we wrote each other love poems like petals
letters like bouquets
remember how inseperable we were
my fingers still carrying scars from the thousand origamis I made for you
in lieu of the time you were away
remember how sad we were
when we said our goodbye
a heart broken into two
remember how much we missed each other
I filled the ocean with tears thinking of you
you followed the dictionary to explain every word of me
remember how much we hated each other
I burned all our memories into ashes
you self punished with a marriage you’ve never wanted
remember how we wanted to tell our story
to the grand children we’ve never met
here I tell the story before our memories fade
If the world were black and white
only colours in my mind
the carbon I breathed out
would be crumbled woodchips
the air I inhaled
would grow fruit trees and garden plants
the words I spoke out
would be telegraphic frequencies
the messages I heard
would be effevescent poetry
If the world were black and white
only colours in my mind
the way I love you
would be a lullaby at night
the way you love me
would be a rainbow in the sky
I don’t have much good memories of you
Yet you managed to discard things tying me to the few
Do boundaries mean anything to you
How could I trust when I am not respected
You are not a child
No use to throw tantrums to get what you want
Certainly no use to hide your misbehavings
Chance is for whom taking it seriously
Only when I am gone you will stand to be a man
I am the floating jetty
Anchoring between you and your full potential
I weave you into my world
till overflowing laughter
I weave you into my heart
till beating evermore
we ran into each other on a rainy day
the season of affection
you came like a breeze
brushing across my soul
no longer a wasteland
I held an umbrella
walking into your world
no longer perplexed
We met on a rainy day
the appointment of intimacy
The rain whipping on the window panes all night long
like your wailing across Africa
it woke me like a Tibetan bell
My hair saturated in haze mist
I curled up in fetal position
longing for your embrace
There is no distance in oneness
the void between us is your haunting past
and my imprisonment
My love
I am calling for trust in timing
to be, or not to be
Kaleidoscope is a collection of poems describing how I feel about a person in an intimate relationship.
I am capable of dark
when faced with your obsession
I’ve never promised you love
let love not be the string that weights down your soul
Your promise of one and only and eternity
shattered by the wild flowers lingered around your lonely heart
If I were the marrow of your bones
you so willingly broken for
If I were the air of your life
you so desperately gasping for
Let your cheating deceive me
Bury your confession to rot your conscience
Why treated me with contempt
choked me with your truth
My life was not ruined
instead, was on a marry-go-around
‘he can’t be trusted’ demon sound
tossed me from my peaceful island
each and every time
Now you prostrate before me
with a dagger twisted in your gut
pleading forgiveness for your obsessed soul’s release
My eyes on you are empty windows
Your gushing blood on my fingers like frost
I am capable of dark
when faced with your obsession
Flicker of Thoughts 