It feels almost enigmatic the way you look at me,
For once we felt so close and yet now we grow so remote,
It felt like love, or did it feel like lust?
Silken skin from a rose, my hands would touch,
Vague essence of love, lost in the wind of lust,
For once I dreamed that I could live, a thousand years from here,
For yet I desperately crave, one strong, tender kiss,
Yet time was not on our side, or might it had been that fate may be blind?
For past is history, present is future and future is none,
Yet past feels like yesterday, and tomorrow seems to be gone,
For if I leave here today, would you still remember me as well?
Would you come down from your throne and let fate be gone?
For I would trade a thousand tomorrows for a single today...
But yet, it still feels almost enigmatic the way you look at me.
- Sek Chavira, July 23, 2015.
Categories:
chavira, absence, destiny, dream, feelings,
Form: Romanticism
There she vanishes with the night,
Such shadowy picture from a far,
Quite splendid, the moon is tonight,
But, how can I enjoy such scenery if she's not around?
I remember how she used to gaze at the midnight sky,
Looking for her star, dreaming she could fly.
In the midnight, under a cold dark sky,
She would lie down with no sense of time,
Like if nothing else matters,
Like if it was her last night in this life.
I remember that she had quite a power over me,
Her touch kept me warm, her words kept me sane,
One touch and I would never known,
One gaze and everything would change...
But there she vanishes with the night,
I'm stuck between realities,
I have lost every sense of mine,
Numbed and drained until the last drop,
I've lost my path, now I can't come back.
But I must be strong, for I am dreaming... that I'm living.
- Sek Chavira, July 22nd, 2015.
Categories:
chavira, absence, dream, how i
Form: Free verse
I am not but a fool that craves thy mouth,
Such craving has made me lost every sense of mine.
I crave thy eyes, shining like a pair of stars,
Taking on the spotlight, stealing the show of the night.
In the dark of the night whenever I feel lonely and lost,
That is when I most crave thy voice,
Mumbling light into the night, illuminating every sense of life,
Hunger of thy smile, craving your laugh,
Thirst of thy skin, alluring fraud...
I do remember her hair,
Waving in rhythm with her silhouette,
Have I lost my head? Is it too late to escape?
I've fallen into your spell,
I have lost more than I ever thought I'd have,
Chasing a dream, chasing a fraud.
But I keep asking the same question in my head,
Over and over again... Does she remember as well?
Over and over again...
Is it now time to escape...(?)
- Sek Chavira, January 16th, 2015.
Categories:
chavira, feelings, for her, life,
Form: Romanticism
My love, an exiled of your reign,
I might have lost your love, but not the sense,
Who dares to oust me from such grace?
He who dares must meet my pain.
My love, I'm exiled of your love,
In some other arms I have not found,
Such essence,
Such touch,
My nightmares turning into lust.
Compelled by your grace,
Expelled from your reign,
I was not but a fool!
Turned into your slave.
By your grace, by your grace...
Damned be your grace!
Which allured me to stay.
Damned be your eyes!
Whose innocence made me bend.
Damned be your face...
For drawing the perfect dream,
Nightmare of my nights,
Yet my reason to live.
Damned be your grace...
- Sek Chavira, January 15th, 2015.
Categories:
chavira, absence, allusion, beauty, for
Form: Romanticism
You should know...
A few things:
If suddenly,
You seek an egress,
Your soul I'd love to caress,
If I can not prove my love,
Like I used to do so,
Then with words I would preserve it,
Through eternity, and infinity.
If suddenly,
You stop thinking of me,
Read my words,
And with words you will remember me,
It doesn't matter if time has passed,
It doesn't matter if you cry,
I will be there.
If suddenly,
You feel alone,
With no one to turn,
With no stone to throw,
And no shoulder to cry on,
You can always come home,
Fragile rose...
You will always be my rose,
You will always be my love,
No matter the cost,
I will be there for you...
If suddenly,
You feel like the sun doesn't shine,
And that the moon is lost, behind the clouds in the sky,
If your world has turned black,
And your nightmares take over your nights,
Close your eyes,
Forget the world, forget everyone...
And I will be there...
- Sek Chavira, January 13, 2015.
Categories:
chavira, absence, for her, memory,
Form: Romanticism