surprise
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No one can wholly understand love
Love is never what one thinks it is
Love often comes as a snippy surprise
As a starry shock stemming from above.
Love is a hieroglyphic puzzle
You’d be surprised to know I still look at your picture saved in the vaults of my phone. The one where we smiled and the room was vibrant, and the lights were red and blue, and the world seemed like a different place.
Surprises often come in many hues
Blue, black, yellow, green and white too
Today morning I got a surprise in red
A flower for which I waited since long
Finally decided to bloom after nine years
When you told me that you didn’t love me. I was not surprised. I did not stop to question how you couldn’t love someone as empty as myself. I was disappointed, I will admit it, but isn’t this always how it goes?
Today is the worst day.
I knew it would be.
My last goodbye to you
Was yesterday
And I look back
To see what I missed
A call, a text, a post
Should I have
Called you, texted, replied?
The moving force was slow and steadyWith wheels that groaned "Are we there already?"The complex grinned with sandy windows,"Say goodbye to your driver, fellows.I've come to wrench her from your seats
Dear whomever,
“Dear” can’t encompass you.
My greatest, most foolish love
Dear isn’t nearly enough
Not for you
God help me
What you hear or what you see
Is not always what it seems.
Surprises come and go
Just like dreams.
From moving houses within the same area
To doing internships with wonderful people
A year can feel like quite an era
When you are busy with workloads quite lethal
2016 was a year of change
Unbeknownst to me that he would he one I didn’t want to forget
The tables have turned
No longer do I crave soul after soul
No longer do I run away in fear of the soul following me
Look
Listen
Smell
Taste
Touch
Each sense never perfectly replicated
Each experience unique
Because nothing is as it was before
Life
Constantly surprises
Never boring us
Sweet, musky scentthat rises the stripedstairs into my nostrilsand opens my eyesto see a blurred, blue silkysmooth crashing, clutchfrom the shoving mobbehind me, intoa forgotten memory, whose
"To whom do these concern?"
How this question vexes me.
Can you not see the depth of my soul already?
Have I not revealed to you enough?
Are you so ignorant
that you can not decipher these yourself?
The first wound
slice an peel back
skinning.
Peel away the
skin from the flesh.
The sickly sweet
and putrid oder
fills the room.
It intoxicates me.
only makes me work harder
Love comes quietly and under the cover of friendship.
Like a cat in the night.
If you hear bells, get your ears checked.
I never thought I'd see it.
The day that we two got together.
The sun bursting through
Dense clouds of despair and doom,
Is this turn of time.
The work completed,
The pat-on-back I needed.
Freedom without crime.
What seemed a rock is now a jewel.
Your beauty was an unexpected gift.
To ignore this gem would be too cruel,
When the veil of doubt I’ve just begun to lift.
Every new facet is a joy to me,
I don’t want to write a poem for you
It’s just not something I am into
At least not at this particular second
And not just because you beckoned
Doubt, doubt, whine and pout
Sore, sore, because you know nothing anymore
