Words shatter like broken glass,
Heaps of fallen glory stained by the past.
Strewn about are the ashes of our disdain,
in the middle of it all Love lies almost lifeless,
the aftermath of our chaos is all that remains.
Will my heart ever truly feel once more?
A mystery that seemingly evades me
like the sun on a rainy day.
Why has Love gone away from me?
Am I unable to release it from its prison door?
Last I remember, my heart was left to die in a shallow grave,
Since then, I have not been able to resurrect it;
I have clung to sorrow, my soul lying awake,
awaiting Love`s return once more.
Was going my way,
Should have stopped but continued anyway.
You were doing the same ,
However, we were unknown what a shame.
Eyes were down ,
Feet were in rush.
When you came around,
And my heart went shush.
Took a quick look,
To read your eyes.
Got scared when yours shook,
Towards me while your feet on stairs rise.
Yes we did collide ,
Though with our thoughts.
When we were standing so close,
But stepped back to not get caught.
The moment lasted a second,
But got printed in memory.
The silence it had was sweet,
And the beats were its glory.
She got me thinking of Twilight sunsets,
Like a kid again l find myself giggling in my sleep to the thought of you,
I feel like she is about to alter everything for she is a game changer.
Her calling , is my calling.
We speak the same language .
We follow the same protocol.
And in God we trust, l pray we don't rust .
The truth scripted in her eyes , erased the lies flooded on my lips .
The pain in her speech gave me zeal to reach my peak .
I believe in her like virgin Mary had faith in the manger.
She penned a poem understood by the sonnet and couplet of my heart.
It's grace over favor and the blessing of love is a healing .
Dedicated to the love of my life Mookho Mhlayivana
When Our Ideas Collided
Things can happen when ideas are collided,
And eventually we both had finally decided,
At odds were,
It did occur;
Became provoked ending up deeply divided.
Jim Horn
Kelly collided with Ellie but neither was hurt
That was the miracle of the day said stupid Bart
Kelly was a truck
Ellie ran amuck
She was as drunk as a skunk and didn't wear a skirt
(C) rajat kanti chakrabarty
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