Embers of Desperation

It started like a joke,…

some hellos… some goodbyes,

some ‘heys’ and other ‘take cares’.

Who would’ve guessed it would become something akin to lighting a match in a room full of gas?

I choke, I struggle, I strive to get a whiff of the clear air which I clamor for …

but these embers, the embers of my desperation, seek to consummately and unabashedly consume me in their wake.

The ‘heys’ turned to tight snuggles and the goodbyes to succulent embraces.

The ‘take cares’ metamorphosed into deep kisses which I longed for without inhibitions.

When we talk, all I want to do is taste your lips. I want time to stop. Just for us to take our time in turn.

And just like this raging fire building up within me, I want you all to myself,

all for me and no one else…

Yet the more I get of you, the more I want of you…the embers of desperation.

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I Just…

I’m distressed,

This tug at my heart is too heavy to bear and the tears just seem to find their way down my cheeks…
The world is weighing down its heavy axle on me and stuff isn’t going how I planned,

Everything seems to be going wrong and everyone around me is just crazy and mad at me…

But I don’t mind all of this, I know there’s you right there, always with me, compact in the recesses of my being.
I just wonder, do you think of me the way I do you?…

When you’re overwhelmed with emotions, when all your expectations of life are being fulfilled,
when your looking all fly in ’em jeans and gorgeous in ’em pics
When you’re the center of attention and all those envious eyes are on you,

it seems they all just want a piece of you coz damn! You’ve made it big!….
I just wonder, do you think of me the way I do you?…

When you’re looking for love, or just a hug maybe,

when you’re looking for someone to say just the right thing, push the right buttons, touch the right place…
When all you see is friendship, yet I’m right here and can offer you more,

when all you crave is a kiss of assurance, so tender and yielding, yet warm and insistent…
I just wonder, do you ever think of me?…

I just wonder, do you think of me, the way I do you?…

Over It

I’m over your smile…
I’m over your charm…
I’m over your firm grip on me…

I’m over your sexy laugh…
I’m over your great physique…
I’m over your tender words…
You’re truth, which are lies… am so over it!

The moonlight on my pillow was your tender caress…
The smell of flowers in the field was you’re breathing against my lobe…

The rain from the clouds turned to my bitter tears…
and the persistent heartbeat in your chest I could feel in my hand.

Now when I look into your eyes, all I see is sorrow…
When I look at your hands, I see destruction…
When I hear your voice, it’s all effervescent toxicities…

I only realize then, that I’m over your charm, over your sweetness,

over your promises and over your touch…

But it’s all a lie, ‘cause when my lips touch yours,

I’m lost all over again…
Lost in your deep sentimental eyes…and that smile…

The smile which made me fall for you the very first time.

Some Wait A Lifetime…

With its twists and turns, its debacles and surprises…

its bestowments and curses and its blessings and joys,

life can be one big ball of energy, bursting with promise yet unequivocally boisterous and volatile.

Life can give you love and easily turn it into hate, it can give you tears and easily turn those into giggles.

Every second of every day, millions are borne into sorrow and yet other millions into stupendous joy,

one relationship kicks off and another culminates into a somewhat natural death…

yet all in a days work, its still disheartening yet brimming with hope.

While some of us seem to effortlessly fall into the sway of love and emotion, others seem to wade the torrentious currents of harsh reality for what seems like forever,

looking, searching and dying to find that true meaning of life.

Some people wait a lifetime for moments like these, moments that seem stolen from the cruelties of life,

moments that seem starkly distinct from the raw tenacity that is the man-eat-man society we all seem to reside in, or survive in…

moments that define who we are and where we have come from and moments in which we retreat into the tender yet loving arms of the ones we love.

But what if all this is but as fleeting as falling leaves in Autumn wind? What if your loved ones have abandoned you and there is nobody around to lift you up when you are down…

to listen to your heartbeat while you sleep…to kiss your tender lips when you yearn for solace…then what?

Its hope that keeps the human race on its rail track of eventualities,

the belief in a better tomorrow and the eradication of the terrible memories of the past.

We may end up waiting a lifetime to find true happiness and contentment,

but once it is found, it will have been worth the long sojourn into the wilderness of meaning.

Tears of the Sun

Your swagger is a product of my compliments.
Your zeal a reflection of my encouragement.
Your charm is but the personification of my responsiveness and your popularity will be as temporary and evasive as the zit on my cheek.
As fleeting and replacable as love seems, its tentacles are impossible to escape from forever.
You can lie all you want and cheat all you want but when time catches up with you, you will regret it.
The sun feeds the population with tenderness and benevolence…
but with the same tenacity, it shines down with a vengeance that is unequivocal and thorough in its wakening.
You ask why a scorned lover is scarred and vengeful? Well, years of emotional persecution and perseverance do that to you…
but the end product of numbness and wantoness is a far greater tragedy than the tears of the sun.
For once the sun weeps, we all suffer along with it.