I hid my uniqueness when I hid my scars,
for the world only knew of smiles
that know no tears.
Tag: poetry
Who am I?
Who am I that heaven should be kind to me?
Who am I that angels should bow down before me?
Am I not a mist that comes and goes
or a frost that forms and quickly melts away?
Who am I?
I am but a leaf the wind tosses about
I am but a flower that blooms and then withers away
I can find no lovely thing in me
I can see nothing that I wanted you to see
Had I seen it
I’d have had no reason to fear
Had I found it
I’d have lifted up my face towards the stars
Who am I?
What say you to a nameless fool?
Had somebody known
Had somebody only told me
Had somebody seen the faintest shadow that I left
I would have died
I would have loved
I would have lived again
listen
listen to the wind
to the earth
to the fire that growls
from beneath your feet
what do you hear?
what do you believe?
will there ever be another sound
another space
another melody
no there will never be another
you’ve heard it only once
and no more
maybe only once more
the one that you can hear over and over again
the one from within you
the sound that clung
to your very soul
What do we look forward to?
When we were kids,
we looked forward to growing up
when we were teenagers,
we looked forward to finishing our studies
when we were young adults,
we looked forward to getting a job
when we were finally stable,
we looked forward to getting married,
when we got married,
we looked forward to having kids
when we had kids,
we looked forward to seeing them grow up
and so the cycle goes….
but what if we stopped
somewhere
when we were adults
thinking what life really means
what a life that matters really is
and what we’d really like to do
will the cycle stop?
shall we move on to another circle?
after our soul searching
the cycle may go on
we marry
we have kids
we look forward to them growing up
but then all the while
that this happens
a change within tells us
things are finally different
not because we’ve headed in a different direction
but because we took the road
with a new heart
and a fresh new pair of eyes.
intense emotions
can’t stand the pain
parting
farewells
tears my soul apart
how do you keep on hoping
while holding
the broken pieces of your heart?
but you hope
you hold on
you take a deep breath
and you are able to breathe
alas
hope is there
in that very breath
and you are able to wipe away your tears
for a while
tides recede
for it is nature’s way
it will rise again
but so will you
so will the broken pieces
of your heart