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Akil Haye Poem
Teardrops on my notepad
a broken guitar string hangs
hovering over pieces of this organ
played like an organ.
Sadness is all around
love feels like an echo now
pounding away at these precious memories
I dare not forget your touch, that rush
the compliments, they meant so much.
The dates,
random encounters that forged our story
your actions burnt every page.
No more room for sorry,
From floor to ceiling
so many apologies.
I forgive not,
will not!
Forget what?
I fantasized
as I was hypnotized
a future for us
greyed up, front porch, hand in hands
little ones sprung from our little ones
bedtime stories and songs
drifting through the notions
positive like protons
we could encounter darkness like dungeons
but together we'd never plummet.
How can I now erase that?
Melancholy feels eternal.
How could you have caused this
made me feel less worthy than cow's mess,
that grows while I wither away
slowly I fade,
I embrace pain
never will I feel like this again.
Teardrops on my...
Copyright © Akil Haye | Year Posted 2019
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Akil Haye Poem
Treat me like a lullaby
let me sway you to rest
Treat me like that higher spirit
let me show you you're blessed.
You can look at me or don't
bodies pressed together - we're in the right form.
Your head on my arm
it's ok, accept calm.
Forget your worries for a while
inhale my cologne, that's your chloroform.
let me show you how much you mean to me,
this position could be our norm.
I want you to feel at ease
possibly at peace.
Can you hear the TV?
That distant sound as we make our way hand in hand into the land of dreams.
I'll meet your eyes again in the morning,
with the scent of breakfast as your alarm,
for tonight simply focus on our embrace
may this be our routine now and always.
Copyright © Akil Haye | Year Posted 2019
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