This is no

It’s a cycle of falling
and getting back up on my feet;
of missing and forgetting you.
I want to create my own ending
where you leave me forever on my own
and nobody really notices except me.
Then you’d knock right back in
and say the right words.

How do I tell you
how much I miss you
when you just drift away?
I can’t figure out everything
because you left me
with random puzzle pieces
that doesn’t even fit together?

spill

there is no start in what I want to say
because as I look at the sky and
gaze at its infinity and wander off
with the misty wind that
tends to hug every part of
me, I see the details of 
the fine lines of ideas
and sparks and scraps of paper
torn and not, they lay
scattered on the cold floor
there saying something that
should have been spoken
yet still waiting to be unearthed
traces, just traces
of sweet summers
familiar laughter
meaningful glances
they were long gone
as the waves crashed upon 
the tiny ebb of
warmth, it dims its flares
as I bleed into another
torn piece of paper
I can't start what I want to say

Come Away

Come away with me
Let us sail the uncharted waters
And watch the sea
Paint things 
That cannot be seen
Come away with me
Let us walk the 
Moss and grass of earth
Have the wind carry us
And feel perfect mirth
Let us trace our steps
Make one at a time
Look up high to the heavens 
Make the trek worth a climb
Listen for hidden words of wisdom
Though walls may seem unkind
Because we will seek freedom
And define it for the blind
Come away with me
For there are far great things to see

Tell me more. Drown me in your infinite words that builds bridges from me to your different world. Sprawled by your ink is an intense pool of definitions that remains traced, etched across my skin. Don’t leave me thirsty for more things waiting to be told. I only ask that you whisper in my ear, fill me with what makes of you with just your words.

To Someone

You are my poem

A rhyme that never gets old

You are stuck on me on every word

You were.

i remember you sunny silhouettes

how you kissed and warmed the window i was peering in

how on that fateful day when i’d have to say farewell

amidst the cold mist that had me embraced

you woke me with a smile after a weary journey’s way

now though a lot of time has passed

though some vague memories wouldn’t last

i remember, 

i will still remember

you sunny silhouettes.

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i watch the clock work its schemes

i watch the hours pass
and we leave
i watch the minutes waste
and we stand lost and futile
i watch the seconds drag
the remaining parts away
…
we lie waiting for things to come
we sob for what everyone else desired
we forget why the sky stays over us
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You ask me if I believe in forever

Forever… I think of the sky, how it just stays up there, unmoving, inspiring. And every time I gaze at it, it never is the same as yesterday. I’d think of how the trees spread its branches to it as if it wanted to touch and see what it felt like. But some leaves have fallen, some branches withered. It never felt what it wanted but just left with a wide grin full of questions unanswered