Mourning Glee

listening
and all
I want
to hear
so beautifully

arranged in

Oh I hear
I can’t wait

to listen
in patience

Is what
her songs
sound like

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Africa?

Knowing isn’t implied
it is a false comfort, for
a quality achieved
an enlighten thought

that only reveals
a place that you
haven’t even
arisen to accompany

a place that
never wanted
the origin
of
its
beginnings

Silence

Hide Yourself Away

I was the last to recognize the rain
to hear its trepidation, gently at first
on rooftops; distinctively you can hear
its harbinger, a forceful few drops

splashing the likes of endeavours away
leaving remnants of lost desires:
fallen leaves, wet guttering leaves
ruminating over the first time you dealt with
the hours, the seconds that behest hope.

Like no one else has dealt with pain
you tell yourself yet again another lie:

I won’t care so much, care so much

anymore.

I’m a new person

cold and unforgiving.

Take Shape or Leave!

a torn form
isn’t lucky
it isn’t full
malleable
but accidental

a nightly fixed
yet disheveled
revealing in
none unusual

in utmost
unlikely
as blood clusters
full of signalling(s)
permanent markings

lines
placements of
of not much
but awkwardly offers
another encouraging, a beggar…