Infinitely

A Year’s Worth

You gave, slain in sighs
Bluest whispers in the sunshine
Carry me down, uncanny words 
Reminders of broken walls
Walk through them, 
In faithless times
Shadows in your eyes

What I couldn’t see
Was what I tried to hold
Blinded by the sunset 
-In retrospect
Listening to the birds
Inside my walls

What if there were two moons,
One in the sky
The other, I saw 
When I was swimming
In between the waves
Captured in raindrops

Thousands- little lights

Unaware, all sideways
To be proven, first lose
A composition to taste
Well worn words
On the tip of your tongue
I believed it
-Even before you said it

Believe you

Maybe the residue of unrepeated yesterdays haunt me to sleep
and before I know it, the light of the sun retreats into a changing horizon
Or maybe, it’s your whispers from a decade ago, in its candid sincerity
reverberating through my memory that I’d long washed away.
You didn’t want me to come with you, so I pretended not to know you
and made you cry and so I laughed in your face, not out loud, but
you knew. We stopped speaking and that’s when I knew, how much
I would miss your voice and your touch.
Scattered in the ashes, alongside the river that flows incessantly and
ever without pause, the echoes of your presence pinch my nerves
in my dreams. In the morning, I awake, limping and sometimes
breathless. To catch myself in the mirror in fear of being spurned,
so I reflect my darkest moments when the sun is the brightest, just so
I would be half blinded and incapable of understanding anything
less than the truth. 

When It Rains

A Continuum kind of morning
Ground and roasting, wafting through the air
I almost wish I believed in gravity
So I could hit the ground, like the droplets,
Splashing all of my life into puddles

But I’ve forgotten how it works
I tremble at the cold and shake in the draft
I’ve shed my old self at the cost of this one
Withdrawing from the remnants of days
Left far behind, lost in time.

Nature binds me to witness its tears
Reminding me of the sadness I left behind
In search of everlasting sunshine
And abandoned the feeling of falling
But now I know why, it rains.

I am unraveling, falling apart faster than anybody realizes
But to reach the final moment is my only salvation 

She’ll breathe, just like sighing, to the moon and back.

Away

And I walk my fingers across the map.
Easily over rivers, mountains, valleys.
Miles upon miles slip away under my fingers.
From my city to yours.
In a matter of seconds I am by your side.

And then my fingers slide down the map, down the whitewashed wall.
They return to my lap, just my hand.
They don’t tremble, because a weight burdens them.
My hand knows it’ll be miles and miles away.
Hours, days, months away.

Until it can hold yours again. 

(Source: myonlyinstinct)

Closer

“Icarus, you fly too close to the sun.”

Perhaps though

He knew all along

The melting point of wax.

Perhaps he knew

That the feathers 

Would fall apart.

(Source: myonlyinstinct)

Despite the words that leave my lips, I am trembling inside
and I wish that I were lying.

I’m scrambling for the truth, listening for it in my own answers
but instead come up with breathless thoughts
and they won’t do.

I need words that would show you
every feeling I’ve ever felt and
every hope and wish I’ve dreamt.

So I won’t let go, I won’t stop trying
until both our truths, all of it
face each other
with nothing in between.