MIRROR IN A BROKEN HEART

I wonder if loving yet again is a possibility

Loving freely and fearlessly

Moving like a moth drawn to a burning light

From the anonymous part of a dangerous night

While ghosts of lost love and skeleton of painful memories are still intact

I hear love birds swear by moons and stars

But after so many nights out in beds that now seem strange

I wonder if there is anything left to swear by

Worse, because I see the knights swear to queens of open bosoms

Ones who appreciate wars waged by ammunition of all nature

I am tempted to dream

Dream of rewriting my rules of war

For all the existing ones have been abused

I know that a naive warrior will fall prey to my new evil devices

But how else will they learn of the cruel nature of love?

Where people who love more leave torn apart and are left in tears or dangling dead on the rafters of battlefields

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ALL LIFE TIMES

A million words would not sound you out You inspire this feeling that makes me want to shout Priceless I choose to write Sound my heart unequivocally a cross life and time That it may never be forgotten that I loved And deeply so How I chanced upon you I can't tell But it must have been written in the stars That you will be the healer of my scars That love I will find on a mountain so high That flying would never be easy But splendor that is to die for This is a little loco Somehow it feels like I need your permission to breathe You leave me breathless in a nice way But this breathless is terrifying when you are away Delicate noble one you smashed me, a monster who would not break In the heat of everythig and in the rain of love A zillion flames would not melt me What is hotter than your presence and cuteness What is colder than your absence and silence How would my heart not crack in such a switch What would forge me back if not the enchanting flames of your love In all worlds I

OVERSTAYED VISIT

You don't need me So I thank you for the good you have done I say it in silence That way you will not sense the silent good bye It hurts me that our business in your face is done But I will remember we were brothers I will pray for you For my prayer is that you fly high and steady in the strong winds I will not forget that you helped me And the much I am or will be will acknowledge you But tonight I will pack what I can And leave your house brother Not groaning For all of us are guests in each others lives In my case I must have overstayed my visit I hope love never grows old I will find peace when it thrives again But now It is obviously used. YOU CAN READ MORE

THE PARADOX

The fact that the reason to hold on is bigger than the reason to give up Does not trivialize your pain The fact that you neither shed a tear nor made a sound Does not mean you never cried The fact that you smiled all through the ceremony does not mean you were happy The fact that you are alive and happy Does not mean you aren't dead A strange ghost animating your body Not your dream self The fact you woke up with a plan Does not mean you aren't drifting through life The fact that you love a song Does not mean it makes you happy The fact that you woke when the alternative seemed lucrative Tells that you have outsmarted the paradox once more

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