Sunday, September 29, 2019

London Will Never be Ours

My chest hurts
The streets of London will never be ours 
For it was never ours to begin with
And the future draws us in separate ways

I want to feel the breeze with you
I want to wrap my arms around you when I’m cold 
I want to feel the drizzle on our skin
I want to run my fingers through the droplets on your face

I am putting myself out there 
As vulnerable as you are
But you are brave for loving me despite of the past 
I see you, I hold this love dearly

What if I am never ready to see another
What if I am ready for you 
What if my heart is full with you 
What if you have taken all there is left of me

For you are my home 
My shelter my comfort 
You give me strength 
Like the moon you inspire me 

You are my happiness
For we are both fools in love with no end
But it’s painful to see the past has tainted it 
The future isn’t giving way 

I am grateful for our journey 
I am grateful for you 
I am grateful for this raw love
I am grateful for the laughter and tears 

I close my eyes and I see you 
My heart is full
I am at peace 
I will always love you.

Saturday, July 13, 2019

Putting It Into Test

I know you think that in my head, I must be thinking that you are blowing this out of proportion because of the good times we had in the past months or so, but believe me when I say – I know the past hasn’t loosen its grip on us sweetheart, I didn’t think it was going to let us go so easily. 

You will notice that I say “us”, because as much as it is hurting you, it is hurting me as well.. you said I will never understand, may be so, but this much I know - my state of mind is not in peace when yours isn’t. 
You said focus on yourself because nothing else matters.. but you are a part of me, not caring for you is not caring for myself no ? it is like not caring for a significant part of me that I can’t let go – I no longer know how this works.

The visuals of the past is painful – every single nerve of me wish I can take that away from you. I am the cause, and therefore no sharing would work. But this stubborn love of mine wont accept that – because when I said the faith you put in me has settled a security that you love me, the same faith tells me that me leaving you be doesn’t work – I want to constantly say that I’m here for you, I feel your pain, your sorrow, your frustration, and your confusion between the pain of the past and the love you feel. 

Maybe you do need space and time – whilst a part of me would like to respect that very very much (I hear you loud and clear sweetheart, trust me that I hear you loud and clear – as clear as when you said that we have no future together), another part of me says I need to hug you, run my fingers through your hair, your face and reassure you that you, my love, has stolen my heart and you telling me to love myself no longer fit into the puzzle of my life-pie (if you can imagine it). 
We have no future together – I comprehend that in my head sweetheart, I do and again, I hear you when you say your decision is crystal clear. Between the conflict of the past, the present and possibility of the future, there is nothing more complicated than this – so I hear you. Does this in any way help me thinking straight in letting you, us, go? I struggle still, because I love you, and no logic could win that argument. This is essentially taking hope from me – and you will know that this is painful. Its silly, I know – but aren’t we both ?

I feel that I could do / face anything in life with you in my life. You are my strength – I have said this before but I have to say it again, because every small success is contributed to you – I could only see you as my home – nothing else, no one else, nothing else matters. The client gave positive feedback on the project I did with the finance team, and the first person I’d like to share that with is you.  

In tough moments like this – I want to say this to you. The love we have is a stubborn one – the past isn’t going to take us away from us. I know you are angry at the past, at me, and the disappointment is unbearable. I love you and I will see you soon, very soon, as soon as you let me. Im going to pull you back, time and time again, every god damn time. Please come back to me – please come back to me. 

Again, this whole thing translate into: I love you and I’m never letting go. I’m sorry if this frustrates you even more, I truly am.

Monday, February 18, 2019

Remarkable Dance

This profound feeling of missing you will be a long staying guest in my life,

You have pushed boundaries of what I thought was love,

The ethereal display of affection clears my clouds,

You, my love, have set me free in us.


I know we have a whole life ahead of us in separate ways,

But Hope, can you stay and remain in our little corner till nature finally opens that door for us ? 

It is impossibly hurtful to forcefully create distance,

But, what can we do?


We are blessed to have been given this chance,

Cursed for having tasted but never to indulge,

Its a blooming lily struggling in a pool of mud,

Where do we go from here ?


I hope I accept willingly without anger and futile ‘why’s,

I think we both will, for it was never selfish nor jealous,

For we can always draw strength not simply from memories but our present little corner,

For now, we can find comfort in what little I have of you, and you of me.

Sunday, January 13, 2019

Sunset Mountains and Sea

You see the colours of the boats decking by the shore 
The sun shining against the water 
Reflecting waves of water flows
Its peculiar how they can waves in opposing direction in harmony

Kids are playing like they should be 
Football overlooking the sunset
The way things should be are way underrated these days 
When simplicity is traded for ambition, cash and comcrete walls 

Reconnect, you think and wonder if the girl staring out into the sea in the tarrot reading is what you’re meant to be 
If love means working around it and sticking it through with what works 
Or truth which will make or break into pieces 
After all, you only live once and everyhing is temporary, nature makes sure of it

When the sun sets against water with lines of mountains
The mosque sings its routine with speakers a little too loud 
Can you complain because the view eats you 
And the wind blows your cares 

What does all this mean?