27 June 2018

Time to rest

It's been a busy time
Life's been a rush
Work has been hard
Expectations a must

You've been off you feet
There are scars and blisters
Seized every chance
Missed some by a whisker

Your brain's at a limit
Your heart is in stress
You've been piled upon
As a well-structured mess

You've done what you can - You've done your best.
Finally, it is time to rest.


20 June 2018

Static

At first, there's only static
The spit and crackle
With shh and speckle
White noise.

Underneath
If you listen long
Strain your ears
And manage not to go mad

Do you hear it?
please
Tell me
You hear it?

Beneath all static, there are words
foreign, distant
Deliberate
Words

Calling

Do not fall in to the noise
Do not listen too closely
Lest you too
Become
Static

13 June 2018

Candles

We shared a moment,
which turned into eternity.

We listened to each other,
even when we could hardly hear.

We sent gifts of love,
not knowing if they would reach.


It would be easy to give up
To let go of what we had
To accept the loss
Live in a darker world.

Instead, we strove to reach the candles in the distance.
Knowing that, if we did, we could shine together beyond imagination.

6 June 2018

Lover

What makes a good lover?
Is it virtue enough to be attracted to each other?
Let's praise each day for all that we do.
If our love is true there's not a single fault with you.

Now, I admire a good love story as long as I have a tissue
But if we talk about such love as truth then I have an issue
You know humans? Kind of goofy looking, walk on their back paws
Well they're living and they're breathing and they're not without flaws

They try their best but they make mistakes
So love can turn into a test of how much you can take
So to love unconditionally without condemnation
To take no action when they hurt you is foolish infatuation

To love is to be vulnerable. Yo, to love is to take risks.
Love is not just for the able. It is for illness, age, broken bones, and slipped disks.
It is for the rich and the poor. For the strong and the weak.
Love, at its core, is kind of bleak.

But in that bleakness, it is beautiful.


What makes a good lover?
            One who sees beauty through the cracks.
            One who does not drift away or turn their back.
A good lover is kind. A good lover is forgiving.
A good lover gives a life that is worth living.