Masked in midnight
I understand
Why derelict stands my heart
If love could only see me now
It would've fallen apart
- Alaric
I tore my words
in cerulean
left for you to find
A sprig of dreams
I take with me
And my heart that's quarantined
Sandcastles
I gilded in ideas and ice
Unwavering against your tides
I made a wall
of laughter and light
Cauterized
yet not healed
My fledgling flame
devours caution and shame
Binding you to me
A tarnished thunder
balancing the calm of a frozen scream
I walk on the cinders
of what could have never been
Like the discord of a braided chorus
We might never make a song
Yet we sing along
For our melody dances in the summer rain
And soars with winter storm
I stand beneath the starless sky
searching for a night
Freedom is sometimes in a shattered window
Sometimes
It’s tethered to a smile
We made moments in ashes and dust
To take in life
as life was meant to be
Knowing there were no happily ever afters
It was now
When nothing mattered
and everything did
I cast a cloud
and caught a dream
It’s time
To let her go
I wish I could wring my heart
so it would bleed poetry
from well-healed scars
like the bark of a fallen tree
without any purpose
without any beauty
unless snagged
on a tangent...
Secrets scribbled on the skies
For no one but our eyes
Where we sway in a whiff of stars
Catching music in the drops of rain
We make memories in dreams and regrets
For no one but...
I have loved
I have lost
I know the cost
of a heart to give and take
Faded fresco
on the walls of choice
exacerbates a mournful lack of voice
Hoping my words
reach you in death
I...
Leave me
where the echoes meet
and part ways again
I am the memory
You buried deep
Afraid to exhume
Tired of the tirade
In the catacombs of your mind
You close the chapter
With...
We dance around
desires and restraints
and the night began to wonder
Confetti of unsaid words
drizzle into our silence
and the petals began to wonder
Stripped naked of choice...
I place my pangs
In a box of brave
And seal it with a kiss
Pain that makes me
Who I am today
My past that I miss
Lost they stay
Locked in my mind
So my dreams can
Dream of me...
Distance
was never where we met
was what we could perceive
Weary, I
wonder why
I wish you stay
And hope you leave
Rusted water lilies
of your touch
dusted off a wilted heart
Willows wait
as I weep at last
lovelorn for my jilted past
Tracing the contour of a missing smile
You make me walk
...
You call me a mystery
Such an intrigue.
Catching my words
Like drops of rain
Analyze my thoughts
In your test tube
But you don't have to figure me out
I am a person
Not a Rubik’s...
An unfinished sketch
In your comic book
I am not a masterpiece
In a gallery bright
Smudged and stained
A little blue and drained
I am your pain
You call art
