Longing on despatches

Shrouded in a Cloud

Sun, 24 Jun 2018 16:13:01 +0000

Shrouded in a cloud,
Of mist, fog, haze,
memories of roses,
Pitter patter, pitter patter.

Holding me tight,
A little too tight
Holding me close
Hold me closer

A drop rolls down my face,
Another races to my chin,
One is stopped,
By upturned lips.

Is it today or tomorrow,
Maybe it’s yesterday,
Is that the sun I see,
Or is it the moon?

There’s the roses again,
Is that how rainbows smell?
Pitter patter, pitter patter,
All around me.

Words

Thu, 14 Jul 2011 16:13:01 +0000

There was once a time,
when words flowed,
like a river, yearning for the sea.
simple words conveyed great meaning.

Words as simple as love,
had a power…
a power that was indescribable.

In the world of words, it was easy,
easy to get lost and forget,
forget the feelings,
the memories,
the thoughts,
that they embodied.

I was never prepared,
A time when words would fail me.

For there are some things,
some rare things in life,
that words cannot describe,
words have not been created for,
words cannot be created.

I would read the the dictionaries,
not just of this tongue,
but all that has ever been writ,
to find but one word,

one word,
to come close,
to how much,
just how much,
I love you…

Hope

Wed, 16 Feb 2011 16:13:01 +0000

a tiny little window of friendliness …
overflowing with hope and dreams,
of just a possibility,
a possibility that hearts shall not be torn apart.
It leads us astray.. :-(
try as we might to hold on to it..
it only ever seems to last but a moment.
To live in that moment,
it would be bliss…
Even such a life would sure lead to boredom…
and won’t be long, will it be..?
before the desire for a little more comes into play..
only a little more..
just a little more..
cos now is never enough..
for it is to be drunk
to its fill
and no more there is… to be drunk..
and yet, I’m still thirsty..
this unquenchable thirst.
that shall be the kink in my armour
my Achilles heel
my weakest link
but in the depths of your heart,
your sweet tender soul
runs a tiny a little stream
and it flows into the an ocean
an ocean so large and never-ending
the universe itself sits quietly envious
and I waited at the gates
these tiny little gates
so easy to jump over
and yet I waited, patiently,
and it seems like a thousand years have passed,
or is it a thousand lifetimes,
a million years, billion tears, a memory, a dream,
I waited for you to open these gates
and let me in so I may take a drink
from this infinite and never ending ocean
this ocean of love, joy, bliss and love
that it may quench my unquenchable,
infinite and never-ending thirst
my thirst for more…

Selfish

Wed, 02 May 2007 16:13:13 +0000

💡 Note
The date of writing this is unclear. All I know is that it was before May 2007

I knew it my heart,
even though I doubted it,
now and again.

My love was not for a purpose,
it simply was.

I knew this but I forgot.\

I wanted nothing back,
I wanted nothing forward.

I just wanted to be,
I just wanted to love.

It is easy to get confused,
Who loves?

Is it me, my heart, my soul?\

Is it wrong that I miss her?\

To be with her fills me with joy,
fills me with happiness,

Is that not selfish?

Should I not let her be?

Let her do what she wants?

as long as it makes her happy!

Indeed, but I still miss her,
and all I want to do,
is what I can to make her smile,
to bring a little joy into her life.\

It matters not

Wed, 02 May 2007 16:13:05 +0000

💡 Note
The date of writing this is unclear. All I know is that it was before May 2007

Sitting here quietly,
At the railway station of life,
Quietly watching lovers and friends,

As they say their fond farewells,
As they pray for the train to be delayed
so they may spend another minute together,
just one more minute,
just one more second.

As they wait with baited breath,
For the train to arrive,
So they may say their enthusiastic hello’s.

I am not sad,
that I sit here alone,
for I love you,
with all my heart,
and it matters not,
not a little bit,
that you do not love me

Kissed

Wed, 02 May 2007 16:13:04 +0000

💡 Note
The date of writing this is unclear. All I know is that it was before May 2007

Every single cell,
Every single atom,
Of my mind,
Of my body,
Of my soul.

My whole being loved her,
Loved her totally,
Loved her completely,
Loved her unconditionally.

She took my hand,
kissed it sweetly,
and just walked away

Thank You

Wed, 02 May 2007 16:13:01 +0000

💡 Note
The date of writing this is unclear. All I know is that it was before May 2007

Thank You, she said,
Thank you for the dance.

Thank You, I said,
Thank you very much.

For brightening my day with you smile,
For making for forget my worries,
To take me away from the illusion of this world,
and into the depths of your eyes.

Thank You, I said,
Thank you very much.

For freeing me from the shackles of this world,
And liberating my heart and soul,
When I love you as I do,
I feel joy in everything I do.

Thank You, I said,
Thank you very much.

For the pain that I feel that you are not mine,
The sadness every time you walk away,
The sorrow when you say goodbye,
and the longing when you are away

Thank You, I said,
Thank you very much.

For all the joy I feel when you are near,
For all the pain I feel when you are far,
For all the love I feel for you always,
and I am grateful that I feel these for You.

Thank You, she said,
Thank you for the dance.

Sleep

Wed, 02 May 2007 16:13:00 +0000

💡 Note
The date of writing this is unclear. All I know is that it was before May 2007

Ill sleep when I am dead.
Spending all night thinking of you,
against my will,
against my tired body,
my tired mind,
and my tired heart.

Lying here, thinking of you,
unable to sleep,
all night long.
all week long,
all life long.

Until it is time to sleep.