i fought it, once.
i built whole walls out of promises,
out of other people’s hands,
out of mornings that almost felt real.
but you’re here now,
and i am tired.
tired of pretending
you aren’t the ruin i want.
tired of pretending
i can be anything else.
she deserves better.
he deserves better.
i am not better.
neither are you.
you say hello,
and it feels like the end
and the beginning
in the same breath.
i could walk away.
i could save them.
i could save myself.
but my hands are already reaching,
and some part of me
has been waiting
to burn this whole time.
Categories:
unsavoured, absence, age, anger, fate,
Form: Free verse
Amazing Splendor
Buried in the dark continent is my land
here, gorges provide openings
mountains stand as guards
landscapes as shrines of her beauty
Of her treasures the world knows not
Her riches unsavoured
Never touched nor inhabited
A virgin princess she remains
Like an emerald shaded in blue
shining only for the earth below
where her children lie
She spreads her rays
Her womb carries black warriors
scattered over the plateaus
defending her riches and splendor
An envy to all her neighbours
Her heart flows with white sparkling springs
that spill to nurture earth
to give life to the poor and wretch
For she's known no other but life herself
Like an ivory tower she stands
with showers of amazing splendor
Lying serene and in wait
For her children to come home
Categories:
unsavoured, beauty, creation,
Form: Free verse
Waits for no man
I walked through the streets
Of a thousand towns
But I didn’t see a smile
In a sea of frowns
And I sailed ‘cross the sea
To a land of white
Yet the dull grim faces
Still didn’t look right
Now I walk through the grass
On a million graves
Over lives so unsavoured
In many different ways
Categories:
unsavoured, timesea, sea,
Form: I do not know?