17/04/2019 – I know

Oh, I know:

Though I walk here alone.

Got a couple of good friends,

They’ll be with me to the end.

Oh, I know:

Though I skip over this dark path,

Been here before.

I’ll make it to the end.

So, I know

It’ll be okay.

Since whatever happens,

My besties will stay ❤

Kinda thought of this when on my way back home from a run. Obviously much lighter in terms of language and stylistic features than the usual ones but am really grateful for those close to me always supporting me, whether they are reading this or not. Love you all, and thanks so much for those following this blog, have loved writing poetry for it so far and will keep doing it 🙂

14/4/19 – The Abyss

This descent into the dark Abyss.

The fog thickens,

The birds cease their songs of joy;

As the sky above is still oh so bright,

My fingers reaching,

Wishing for its touch.

For the touch of a cold breeze,

To hear even a faint whisper,

To smell the red roses,

Anything…

Anything indicating a beating heart.

Anything that reveals life,

A breath,

A shout,

A scream of desperation.

But now there is nothing at all.

Only silence,

As the lifeless fog touches my skin;

Covering every inch,

Penetrating my soul.

My eyes look up,

As the faint light

Disappears.

Time Taken: 5 minutes

11/04/2019 – Bittersweet

Walking with the sun on my face,

When I close my eyes,

And ignore the cold;

It feels like home.

Though you’re not here with me,

It feels like we’re side by side,

Where we belong.

You’re not poetically thousands of miles away,

But when I think of you and me;

I’m not afraid.

I’m not to blame,

You’re not to blame,

Life’s just that way.

In my mind when we’re together,

It’s a bittersweet memory of that last night,

Of that last ride,

In the moonlight.

Time Taken: 3 minutes

22/3/19 – Steep Decline

Foreigner to two homes,

An unknown destination.

His mother tongue,

He may as well be an orphan.

Love is there,

Waiting on all sides.

But he possesses this knowledge,

Augmenting his melancholic thoughts.

Melancholy does not do the darkness justice,

As no words can.

Moving down an angle of depression,

Into familiar depths.

His own voice tells him the way out,

Above and below,

But it’s raw.

As it is a truth repeated for eons.

Time Taken: 15 minutes

19/3/19 – Not Going So Great

So I say

“Hey, how’s it going?”,

“It’s not going so great.”

And with a mournful gaze he looks at my face.

“I… Can see it coming,

It’s rising up.”

Helplessly he looks down,

And I know he sees the solution.

But then his legs start moving.

“No,

Wait,

That’s not the way.”

But who am I to say?

Then I look up,

And I keep running.

Day

After

Day.

Time Taken: 8 Minutes

12/3/19 – Spaceman

Caught between sun and sea,

A spaceman moving away from all he knows.

The man is torn between longing for exploration.

And longing for love.

Normally not mutually exclusive,

And love can be felt across the universe,

But still he longs for fulfilment and company.

Upon return,

He will be an alien to his own species.

His head almost touching the sky,

Whilst not in the clouds.

A giant,

Moving across continents with a giant step.

His heart in a broken state,

As he mourns for a future not had.

But,

It’s beautiful.

His expression is not one of sadness,

But a quiet contentment,

As he knows there are universes left to discover,

Along his journey he’ll pick up the others.

Together,

They’ll be immortal.

Time Taken: 9 Minutes

13/3/19 – Acceptance

When all is said and done,

And it is the end of a day that wouldn’t end,

What else is there?

All the words spoken,

The love exchanged in our presence.

Who am I to ask for time to stand still?

Who am I to wish for anything?

Now a new chapter,

But simply a continuation of a story.

Refusal of this fact,

A useless act.

Time Taken: 12 minutes

Been awake for about 28 hours straight now so that’s my excuse for errors haha

13/3/19 – Sunchaser

The sunchaser,

Eventually is also covered by the night.

But the night is not kind,

And offers no rest.

Again,

During a night so long it may as well be two.

For an eon he waits,

And hopes the night would take him if the sun doesn’t first.

A spasm in his sleep,

A cramp in his legs.

But,

Not long now.

The sun will rise again,

And so I wait.

Time Taken: 3 minutes

12/3/19 – Subconscious Refusal

This subconscious refusal,

Stopping an expression of a deep sadness.

Imagine,

You’re happy as can be,

But your mouth may as well be sown shut,

Only muffled sounds hinting at laughter come out.

My voice shakes,

My breathing changes,

Surely a foreshadowing so obvious would mean the tears will come?

But no,

It stops.

This deep feeling,

Being bottled up by my own mind.

A self-destructive act with an unknown origin.

What will it take,

To break down this wall?

Time Taken: 10 minutes