Wednesday 30 September 2015

Insider


I've never wanted anything more than to travel into your mind,
To read every thought you ever note down there,
Understand every emotion your heart generates,
and feel every move your soul feels.
I've never wanted anything more than to touch your thoughts
when they're unguarded, natural, flowing aimlessly.
I've longed, since the time I met you,
to take a dive into your stream of consciousness,
to watch you filter out thoughts before they leave your lips,
and to know why, they in particular, didn't make the cut.
I need to find the thoughts that you create,
the ones you ridicule yourself for,
I want to know why you think they're any less,
when they're worth so much more.
I want to delve deep into that place within you,
where your secrets dance around,
restless to make they're way out,
yet desperate to be locked inside.
I want you to know, you no longer have to hide.
I want to talk to those demons within you,
the ones that you think are stronger than life,
I want to tell them they're wasting they're time,
within a soul who believes loving selflessly is no crime.
I've longed to know of what you fear for,
and what sometimes brings a tear.
I wish to get to know the lover you want near.
I've craved to witness what you must dream of at night
and whether your eyes waste away, asleep till dawn's light,
or if your eye lids battle sleep, to awake,
knowing they'll lose the fight.
I've always wanted to get inside your head.
And then one day, you began to write. 

Sunday 20 September 2015

Worry When She Stops


You liked it.
You liked her worry every day,
it's what kept you ashore, kept you at bay
but then you took that care for granted,
made one, small, silly mistake.
Now she's indifferent towards you,
from you, she's walked away.
It's when she has stops caring, that you should worry
it's when she stops checking on you, that you should fear.
For then it means you've pushed the limit,
you've left her thinking you're weak, dear.
You've driven her to a point where she can have no hope,
you've showed her you're no different then the rest.
For as long as you had her poking her nose into your business,
you had someone who cared enough to tell you to stop.
But now, you're alone and she's given up.
She saw enough.
She's got better things to do, than look after you.
Now is when it hurts the most,
when she's sailing away, leaving you at the coast.
All those times you shunned her away,
when all she tried to do was help you stay.
You see it now, but its too late.
she was different, kind, and so rare
she was one among none who actually cared.

Thursday 3 September 2015

Alpha


Alphas - both of them.
And that has it's perks and it's flaws
It brings the highs and the lows,
challenges and ego blows,
But they hold strong as far as holding on goes.

Alphas, trying to hold their own, 
yet share with one another,
trying to overlap and still be independent
Somewhere between needing eachother to fall back on
and wanting space to grow,
they built a bridge of understanding, leading to each heart's door.
It's never easy, it hurts more often than not
but it's the fruit of the challenge that makes it worth a lot.

Alphas, both passionate souls,
hearts that don't usually stoop for anyone, 
always independent and bold
Their loving is intense and as intimate as lovers go
But their tiffs are loud and hurtful,  serious as hell below.

It'll surprise you what alphas can share
it'll catch you offguard when their souls they bare
they may be hard hearted and tough to the world
but stripped down at night, they let their inhibitions unfurl.

For after the screaming matches and ego clashes
there will come only tiredness and need for comfort
and the alpha in each will forget and breach
every rule made for themselves
and slowly but surely the heart will win over
the masks of Alphas gone, 
leaving behind just a pair of lovers.

Wednesday 2 September 2015

What Hope Did I Ever Have?


What hope did I ever have
when your eyes can compete with the stars and win,
when the touch of your hand can stand against the ecstasy that comes with making love.
What hope did I ever have
when the world's waiting at your feet,
when one word from your lips can move mountains.
What hope did I ever have
when all it takes is your smile to calm a raging sea,
when stars align above you before you fall asleep.
What hope did I ever have
when you blew a kiss my way and a 100 others stepped up to grab it,
when you smirked and the world died of perfection overdose.
What hope did I ever have
when the rain and the sun move to your directions
and when the birds follow you like your very own
What hope did I ever have
when the taste of your lips is like an expensive red wine,
when only the perfection of the moon is fit to be your partner to dine.
What hope did I ever have
when the world tied itself around your finger
when your love became it's saving grace
What hope did I ever have
when your eyes told stories better than any novel could,
when your life narrated and oozed inspiration for the world to be amused.
What hope did I ever have
when the earth shook in your anger and cried with you in your sorrow,
when your heart decided for the world, if there'd even be a tomorrow.
What hope did I ever have?
What right did I ever do?
To break through,
to deserve you.
What hope did I ever have
That you would love me back
the same way I love you.