Short poems aimed to describe the feeling of losing someone without really losing them, but yourself. And how painful it can be to discover that even to your own self, your past version will never come back. All that's left is the current version, l...
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I can't believe there was once a soul Who thought that face would be gorgeous And that body would fit it like no one else I can't comprehend how this soul, in particular Decided to pay its karmic debt by choosing an avatar So desirable by the rest of those who will know it In the future, in a new life, in a new beginning Oh, the dictator he was will turn around good Or will it? Will it again be another man? I'm sure I was there, with no body and no face Years before my decision of a lifestyle To let go of my pride, a karmic debt everyone must pay Falling in love with those green eyes I was the one to choose that life, but that soul That silly soul took it away from me Couldn't help but swear on God's name I will become a human being again just to love The person that soul chooses to be And so eight years later, I was born in a cruel world Under the warmest of the hearts And the kindest of the faiths to ever align So that I could love that soul, who became a man Because from a past life, I knew that face There was history from both sides, and this soul Belonged to my lover, and that body it chose Belonged to me.
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Sixteen and broken, my heart torn apart A stone in my stomach, a weight in my heart For six long months, I carried the pain Each day a battle, each tear like rain The stairs weren't golden, just ordinary stone Yet they cradled my sorrow when I felt alone Earphones in, drowning the ache A story on screen, a solace to take Dark curls framed a face so bold Eyes young and kind, yet distant and cold A tale of love, of hurt, of regret One I could never, would never forget "Golden" played softly, but I felt no light The melody struggled to make me feel right Until a photo, a face so sweet Awoke a memory bittersweet His role, his curls, his innocent guise Reminded me of my once-bright skies But the boy I loved, whose name I forgot Had taken my feelings, cared for them not I stared at my phone, my tears still fell A stranger approached, as if under a spell Tall and broad, his gaze so sincere He sat beside me, calm and near "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice so low A softness in tone only kindness could show "It's love," I whispered, the words a release My sorrow spilled out, a search for peace He nodded slowly, his eyes met mine "You're young," he said, "this happens in time Men are like this, they come and they go But you'll love again; it's something you'll know" "You'll find someone who loves you right Who'll hold you close on the darkest night So don't let this pain make you forget Your heart's still beating, your story's not set" His words were the stairs I needed to rise The strength to wipe the tears from my eyes Though he was a stranger, his words remain A balm for my heart, a cure for my pain The boy I had loved, I no longer recall But the feelings, the ache, I embrace them all For in that sorrow, I learned to see The bloom of a flower still growing in me Someday I'll stand, my petals unfurled A woman of strength in a blossoming world And when I do, I'll always hold The stairs and the stranger, my heart turned to gold.
