Poems

An Insignificant Poem

Darling, you deserve a lot more than this. 

Your mind is troubled and your eyes are tired.

We may all be insignificant creatures in the Web of the universe 

but it would be an honour to be insignificant with you. 

We don't know what's scarier, hiding or facing life's cruel serenade. 

We don't know whether 

we're chasing the sunlight 

or running away from the shadows. 

I want to breathe clouds of clarity 

But you steal the air out of my lungs. 

I want to watch the flowers growing from your mind but you keep cutting them down.

I want to use my fingertips and my words to wipe the hurt away.