beginner, Poetry

The Lover and the Beauty

Beauty,

That she flaunted around

Laid not in her face,

Or body

Or anything she learnt from a

poster picture.

It laid

Inside the very core of

Her own self.

Her being,

Was much more than steller grades

And 206 bones.

The red lips

Never created love,

The love

Arrived, searching for

A kind heart,

An ocean for eyes

And a treasure of

Deeply hidden stories

In the mouth of a girl

Who spoke hours of silence

To people who wanted

nothing more.

The lover and the beauty 

Never met

For the fate

Had been written

And the knots had been

tied,

And there’s laid, not

In this life.

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Poetry

In between coffee sips

In between coffee sips

He’d pause and ponder

Wonder

About all the wonders of his own life

Why am I not at home?

Maybe there isn’t one.

Maybe I destroyed all of it.

Maybe I let her go

Did I? Was it me?

His life was not a tragedy

As hard as he tried

To make it one

His soul wasn’t there anymore

No matter how much

It seemed to be

This can’t be happening.

It couldn’t be true.

She meant nothing to me.

But she did.

Or why would he sit here

Amongst coffee sips

Miserable and sorry

Sharing drinks, thoughts and tears

With a tombstone.

Poetry

Mystical

We’re lose ends; you and me

conjoining sights over cold coffee

mugs, in areas not a lot can see.

This isn’t the place to be

but the hell in me

adores this no end tyranny

of baseless conversations

and unconscious memorization

of the number of freckles on your left cheek.

Your body, strong yet meek

has learned to seek

shelter

in the smoked tiles of a thirty year old cafe.

 

I know ballet

didn’t work for you.

Blue was my color not yours

And the moon

had been unsparingly mystical

that night.

Yet how is it that nothing

seemed brighter than you

as you danced across the open air stage.

Your moves typical,

yet unpredictable.

dressed traditional

and in your mininmal

efforts into each

strung

of the violin

made me run

out of air to breathe…

 

Slowly, unhurriedly, bit by bit

and then all at once,

I became yours.