and about your anger…

 

(derogatory)

your remarks invade the tranquility of space reserved for angels…

who –

regardless your opinion (all opinion is null)

do exist!

 

here –

come here –

if you dare embark upon the journey;

clear sky –

over hills and plains,

dark valleys….

(to find me –

you first must look…)

 

i am not he who cowers behind the trees –

no cloak of darkness do i need –

fear – i do not carry on my shoulders…

the armor – once vital –

i have now thrown away –

for words are all you have,

barbs of anguish you hurl at me…

 

but see –

they

     fall

          like

               feathers

                    on the

                         ground –

silent,

no sound –

save the sighing of pity…

 

listen –

hear ambivalence take it’s dying breath –

and then,

that sweet peaceful quiet –

interrupted only by the brush of angels wings…

(safe i am – indeed!)

un-done

un-done
 
feelings placed on hold –
access –
denied.
what do you do when
doors are closed –
no goodbyes?
 
longing eats a hole
in sanities – reality –
words cannot be – unsaid,
feelings – un-felt…
 
regret –
an evil unparalleled –
compounded by cruel rejection…
 
the tender heart lies broken,
compassion lost –
abandon feels like midnight dark,
dying all alone…
on wearing your frown…
 
 
i found myself –
upon the shore –
gazing in your eyes –
calm –
deep water.
 
i wanted you to know me –
feel my presence.
 
without – hesitation –
or reservation –
i tossed the stone…
 
ripples –
endless waves –
flowing outward.
and even if i wanted –
i could not stop them –
or even withdraw the effect
of my most curious touch
on your enigmatic mind!