love haiku

love is like water

gentle flowing with the tide

hope and hopelessness

harbored sins

like air she breathes in to my soul

a faint murmur, a plead, of innocence lost

great stallion gliding through the dawn

through mountains and prairies, freedom gone

she whispers softly. 

like the tide’s gentle wave, to and fro

a rhythm, a beat, of childhood lost

haloed angel sweeping through the night

through endless clouds screaming, sins made right

she whispers softly.

like fire she runs across my bones

a desperation, a passion, of confessions lost

anxious painter, sway about the canvas

lines, perpendicular, glowing flames burst, alas

she whispers softly.

and she cries out to me, god, as if it is so

idolatry of passion, lights dimming, lost

a breath, a pause, a sweet remorse

a smile in the darkness, a sinful curse,

she whispers softly.

she whispers, softly.

flash

please pretend that i'm not here,
and that never do you see me
for if i'm here but am not there,
enough i cannot be

My Love

If I should grow old

            I’d grow old with you.

If I should grow weary,

            I’d walk slowly with you.

If I should fall in love,

            I’d be in love with you.

You may never see this,

            Perhaps you’ll never know;

But you’re forever in my heart,

            Since many years ago.



Missing you.

Week 1

it's been a week
feels like a year
since you have
left me here.

you've gone away
i wish you'd stayed
i wonder what
i could say.

i couldn't lie
i'd rather die
than lie until
i say good-bye.


i know that you are in pain
i feel it again and again
every day feels
like the rain.

i miss you so
why did you go?
i never meant
to be your foe.

Things I Never Told Him

i never told him how much i care

losing our friendship, i just couldn’t bear

i never explained the many things

that push me away, every day

there’s confusion inside me

but it is rightfully so

that he got sick of it and had to go.

i never revealed the secrets inside

that tear me apart, making me want to hide

it’s not you, it’s me

i mean it. no, really.

i’m falling apart

i’m lost in the dark

i need him back here

right beside me.

i know he is mad

and oh, so, so sad

but these are the things i’ll never say

now that he has gone away.

In honor of my best friend. Missing you. 

Rising

raised from perdition,
with a heavenly vision;

a chance to receive a holy grace,
or fall, an angel, down from space;

granted the choice to save us all,
or with us perish as we fall;

a love so great to erase the pain,
or memories so deep- our souls they reign;

beauty and peace? idealist views,
hatred and anger: they make nightly news;

surrender yourself to your broken fate,
there's no time to lose, no time to wait.