Poem

No poems I'll write

The light in my life is gone

numb, words escape me

Block

This is a haiku 

This counts as a poem right?

There, the block is gone now! 

goddammit!! 

Light

Call yourself the light? 

when all you bring is darkness.

like long winter nights. 

your cold words sting and cut deep

I long for your warm kindness. 

Second Love

We grew close

Like a moth to a roaring fire

I clutched a rose though I knew well

of the thorns it bore

Yet you surprised me 

Oh dear! look at what I've done

I said rubbing my tear soaked hands

My burnt flesh in scars 

And away went the moth to seek kindness 

Elsewhere

First Love

Fist love,

and it wasn't infatuation.

For that age I could not tell though,

it felt true, like deep admiration.

 

The end was upon us

and I cursed the Gods,

I wept my wells dry

sewed presents against odds.

 

With each stitch, it grew dark

and I pressed on,

I hoped you'd remember

after WE were gone.

 

We split apart

how unthinking was I,

I didn't water it

and I watched it die.

 

Now you hate me.

I think I hate you?

I shook my fist at the Gods

and at the mirror

yet the fault is mine,

Should I have been on a path not chosen?

Would you have stayed if I had spoken?

Should I have said words when the light faded?

What should I do for us to be kinder? 

Blind

I can see what you cannot,

Shadows move where they should not

people hide their thoughts inside

The malice outward you cannot find.

 

But if you see what I can see,

You will be lost as lost as me,

For what I see in my mind's eye

You cannot for you are blind.

Cruelty

Why do you care, 

with your wicked schemes

why do you care about what I read, 

leave me alone, 

I am a shadow, 

I have lived invisible, 

Do not give me your sight.