Monday, 21 April 2014

Trickle



I have no recourse for the winds of future
Where the embrace of arms
Is closer than France.
Where doused, like leaves in a pond,
we swim freely over voices of youth
that can’t explain love
like knots they can’t untie, undo.

I’ve no remorse for the loss of time
I set sail with my paper boats each day
Into the corners of her mind
Hanging to the corners of her lips
And swinging from the corners of her chin
Till I, myself, am cornered.

But she runs and lies

Between words and whispers
Between timing and silence
And I exist in the space
Between her eyes
Between her lips as they part
To utter fiery words
Or I lie in dried shades with dust of time
Finally, I find her.

Like the winding road inside of me
That leads to laughter and madness
Madness of a holiday where you forget age
One day I’ll forsake you
Like the stolen moon
In a sparrow’s eye
And carry your laughter
Buried deep in the forest of me.

Take me like the pages of a book
You read when you were young
See me as a door
If you don’t know me yet as a
Wall left bare
With an open window.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I really love this poem, it reminded me a lot of my life, there was this women I really loved, but I am no longer with her, I really miss her a lot, your poem reminded me of her- Emiya kiritsugu

Angelene Gardner said...

This is beautiful. Wrote a couple of simplistic poems for the first time today, hope I move on from rhyming couplets and become as good as you!

Aazar said...

Hey thank you so much, your words mean a lot. And believe me I understand. Also, if love is shelter, walk in the rain. Be at peace, always :)

Aazar said...

Thank you much Angelene! :) keep writing, sometimes thats the best way yo get things out of you when mere conversations fail to do the same. Also I'm just an idiot with a pen and internet connection, so its never a competition of who is better or worse but just keep penning your thoughts in poetry or prose and share them with the world!