The Pensieve for my Soul

"I empty out my soul so you can nourish yours"

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“women are too emotional to lead!” He thundered angrily.

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This world is all wrong There are edges where the curves should be, hate where all the love should be; Have faith and pray they say, as they clasp the cuffs tighter on your wrists; Don’t be afraid to speak your mind they tell you, as they stitch your mouth shut; Chase your dreams they bellow, as the shackles bite deeper into your ankles; You can be anything you want to be, they whisper, except everything you want to be

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beware the love bug buzzing about your ear beware its kiss, its sting follows near

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Flesh is glass

She wasn’t stupid She knew he walked around pocket full of heartbreaks Yet flesh is glass and sin wrapped in insecurities Besides, by now he had to be sated

Now as she stood there, aching, she realized, too late, that he would always have room for one more

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I want to swim in your depths Till I am drowned in you

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she makes my heart pound all I can do is dance to its rhythm

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I thought you were my song But you were just another interlude

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Hi, this isn't really an ask so much as to say your poem ' there's something about your...(smile, etc)' really resonates with a desire to let others know how valuable & valued they are. Even if it's written just for one person in particular, it was wonderful to see the heart & soul in that piece and I wanted to commend that expression you shared. Thank you for writing :)

Thank you for reading and for your kind words. It’s one of my personal favourites too!

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My feet take turns to kiss the pavement light and steady like raindrops do

My heart pumps fast, but my breathing is deep, deliberate, like I’m just learning how

Pain grips my lungs but its hold is no longer tight enough; time and practice saw to that

I hear life calling my name, shrieking in the distance; but I do not answer

The sun is smiling, the wind is whistling a tune, it might have taken some time, but now, I’m getting used to running from you

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The snow still falls on hallowed ground

The winds of winter billow away, making the leave-less tree sway; the gale blusters and it flusters, but the tree will take whatever comes its way.

Why does it suffer and stand proud why does it take a beating with its chest out? when the snow falls on hallowed ground why does God not make a sound?

The winds of winter will always billow away; it’ll always make the tree sway. The snow still falls on hallowed ground, but with time it’ll melt away. Its leaves will grow, its seed we’ll sow; and the tree will still be where it is today. Come what may, the tree will be sturdy and strong, just like it is to this day.

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You

If we paint the portrait of our lives every decision a brushstroke, then you are the paint splattered on my mind’s canvas

If we filmed the story of our lives recorded every second for God to watch, then you are the colour to my black and white

If we write the story of our lives, our death the period, then you are my denouement everything else after is epilogue 

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Thought of the day 24/05/2015

Life is short, but for some it’s even shorter. My cousin died today, the victim of a freak accident. He was less than a year old. It’s ironic how death puts life in perspective. We complain on a daily basis about our mistakes and our faults, real or perceived. I write a lot in my blog about lost love, pain and regret that are all part of the human experience. My cousin didn’t get to make mistakes or have regrets. He’ll never get to love someone enough to have his heart broken. How do you write an eulogy for someone that didn’t get to live? How do you reflect on a life that ended before it began? I guess by reflecting on your own. How are you spending the time you are blessed with? We spend so much time just floating by, and complaining about floating by. Live to the best of your ability, for yourself and others. Test your limits, push yourself, face your fears, love, laugh, live. If you get to survive for a hundred years and you don’t get out of your comfort zone and do the things that make you happy, all you did was exist. Life is a gift... make sure you at least unwrap it.

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Lie With Me

Take off your stress at the door and come lie naked with me

The truth doesn't set you free It binds you to reality, holds you to the earth like gravity So let go of it and fly freely into my arms

Let me hold you like someone else's lover, and lead you to Nirvana For what is Paradise but the lies we wrap around ourselves, like darkness wrapped around a moonless night

Forgetting for a moment what will happen when the morning comes around Forgetting what will happen when we free-fall and hit the ground Lie with me, and set yourself free.

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Shades

Color me love and tears and smiles and cares, color me brave and wrong and hurt and strong, and every shade in between; but whatever you do, do not color me white, do not color me black, the absence of light; that I may walk the streets in day and in night, without fright, color me colorless in your sight.

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Endings

In our love economy pain was the currency and pride the arbiter.

Blinded by our truths we staggered about our earths, treading on scars that would not heal - because we would not heel.

Each one trying to outdo the other in morbid protestations of devotion. All that love-fueled dragonfire we spew insatiable, unforgiving, all-consuming.

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Daydreaming in the Dark

1:27am The steady thumping of party music reverberates around the dimly lit room. Clusters of jam-packed strangers intermittently bellowing lyrics in unison. Sardines in a can. I'm juiced out of my mind, but then so is everyone else here. This is our escape from the drudgery, and we escape into each other.

1:28am I saw her in the corner, with her girlfriends that she had known since forever. Dance with me. I'm pretty sure I slurred the word dance. Probably slurred the whole damn sentence, too smitten to notice. She could have said no.

3:05am The music is slower and softer now, the universal sign that the party is almost done, but we don't care. We are lost in each other, oblivious to the world. Bodies intertwined, undulating to the soft rhythms. Whispering, smiling, neck kissing. Finally the lights come on, threatening to thrust us back into reality, but we aren't done daydreaming in the dark. Come home with me. She could have said no.

3:29am Kisses nestled in-between smiles. We were trying to take off each others clothes and failing miserably, the alcohol clearly winning its battle with our motor skills. Defeated, we cuddle up, slurred, incoherent conversation punctured by chuckles of understanding. My room is small but my bed is large, and it envelopes us nicely. An enraged Vesuvius could have been hurling hot black tar at my window and we wouldn't have noticed. Earthquakes couldn't have moved us.

7:00am The sun was making it's way into my room, clearly objecting to the fact that we were still holding on desperately to the last strands of consciousness we could muster. Even sleep couldn't come between us. Stay with me forever. She could have said no.

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An Ode to Poetry

Poetry is pain, So why cut yourself when you know you will bleed? Her upturned eyebrow the universal quizzical indicator. Me, ever pensive, ever calm in demeanor Smiled and said, Why live at all when you know you will die? She opened her mouth, as if to reply, But her treacherous brain simply failed to comply