Windows

Through every chapter
of my life
there were windows
far beyond my view
and there were doors
I could not walk through.
And yet, somehow,
I found my way
back to you.

Marie

Twin Flames

My apologies for the inactivity. I’ve been going through some emotional problems lately and I just couldn’t find the energy to write or read almost anything. I’m only starting to find my rhythm again, so please bear my silence. I promise I will find my way back to what I love as soon as I can. For now, here is something that I’ve been meaning to share for a while:

Twin Flames

I wrapped your love around me
Like a blanket,
If only to keep myself warm at night,
While you wore your heart on your sleeve
Along with your scars.

You kept my secrets
As I did yours,
Buried within our hearts,
And we basked in the light of each other’s smiles,
Letting our shadows fall back
And fade into the background.

We are two flames dancing in the dark,
Our lights yet to die in smoke
And smolder in the summer rain.
Until then, our hearts remain intertwined,
Alight with the fire
We keep burning through the night.

Marie

Maybe (2020 Version)

Maybe some stars shined too bright
that we were blinded by their glare.
Maybe some mountains were too high to climb
that we could only stand and stare.
Maybe the way home was too far away
that we had decided to stay.
Maybe the words would hurt too much
that we had kept them all at bay.

But maybe we weren’t meant to shine
as bright as the stars that burn,
and maybe the road was too dark to walk
that we only stood to yearn.
Maybe I was too young to understand
all of life’s cruel intentions.
Maybe I was meant to take a step
towards another direction.

Maybe some things were never built to last,
and others were meant to stay in the past.
Maybe, in the end,
life only moves so fast
that we must learn to live without the shadows we cast.

Marie

Note: This is based on a poem that I’ve written in 2016, which I also posted last June (click here to view the original poem).

My Faithful Friend (Collaboration with Sidharth)

Counting down the days gone by,
Ticking off dates on a calendar page.
I lay back and breathe a sigh,
Wondering when I will leave this cage.

Amidst this madness, as my every innocent dream dies,
My faith walks on broken glass… For a thousand miles.
I contain countless burning tears in my eyes
As I hide my pain behind my fake smiles.

That’s when your calming presence I begin to see,
As you rise to be my beacon of hope amidst the dark.
You raise me up to more than I can be,
As gently you heal my bleeding heart.

As my demons evolve in dreadful metamorphic forms,
You hold my hand and become my guiding force.
Together we confront all the dark unforgiving storms,
While standing side by side, a light within me you enforce.

We stand in stark contrast,
Like a rainbow in a ghastly gray sky.
Though the distance between us is vast,
I know you’ll wipe my tears if ever I cry.

Things may fall apart from pole to pole,
But I hope our bond will never end.
Your benevolent fragrance, I carry in my soul,
For you complete me… my faithful friend.

Note: This is the first collaboration I’ve ever made since I became a blogger, and what makes it even more special is that I was able to do this with my friend/mentor Sidharth (do check out his blog Writing Rhymes). No matter how different two people can be, if they truly care about each other then they could overcome those differences. True friendship knows no such boundaries.

Rain and Perfect Storms

The rain,
the gentle patter,
the torrential disaster:
my favorite sound.

Thunder clapping,
lightning flashing,
sound and light clashing:
the perfect storm.

The quiet after,
then sounds of laughter,
coming out from shelter.
The clouds roll away
and make their escape;
the beginning of another chapter.

Marie

Photo from Google Images

Paper

Fold me,
mold me
into anything you see.
Make me,
decorate me
as pretty as you please.
Tear me
asymmetrically;
let me flutter in the breeze.
Love me,
touch me,
measure my every piece.

I am
everything you need.
I will be
anything
you want me to be.

Marie

Photo from Pexels

Synthetic

Change my nature
to cure the illness
plaguing me.

But I feel no change
come about
at your touch.

Only noise
and false promises
from false gods.

Synthetic devotion:
a loving display
of affectations
to appease the wolves
at your door.

Marie

Note: I’ve just written this a few minutes ago, so there might be a chance I will be making a few changes later on. Good night ^.^

**Update** Changed the “,” after the word “devotion” to “:”

Falling (Into Your Arms)

In every day I break your heart,
you calm me; my storm ceases to reign,
coming back to the start,
before the sun shined after the rain.

You whisper softly,
your voice a gentle purr.
You slowly disarm me,
the walls of my anger beginning to blur.

I fall to your arms, your sweet caress,
my resolve slowly starting to crumble.
Upon your lips do I attest,
my heart gently taking a tumble.

Every push and pull and twist and turn
is a slow fall into your embrace.
To you is where I’ll always return;
to you, my saving grace.

Marie

Photo from Pexels

Shadow Play

I’ve been going through some of my old poems lately and I’ve got to thinking about sharing this one in particular. Hope you guys like it.

Shadow Play

I

There’s beauty in reality,
the mundaneness of it all,
light and shadow, merging as one,
creating the concrete, the prosaic,
the black and the white:
a virtual reality.

II

There’s beauty in a lie,
in the shadows cast by the light
on the stage we set our feet upon;
an act, a fictional plot,
a dream that is our life:
a distorted reality.

Marie (2016)

Love On Display

I see an image of love
reflected in a camera’s lens.
A moment captured,
shared with the rest of the world
for them to gawk,
to admire,
and to envy.
But beneath those smiles,
between the layers of laughter,
there are shadows,
there are walls,
and broken promises.
Still, I keep it,
preserved in a frame,
this pretty picture
on display.

Marie