Our Life: Part 7


How Can I Go On

 

I’m waiting, wishing,

Sitting in a room of memories,

Seconds slowly pass, time`s pace is cruel.

My mind wanders

Thoughts of her haunting me once again

The ghosts of memory,

I shake

I don’t want these feelings

These thoughts anymore.

My mind tormented constantly.

Why can I not escape?

She has gone,

My mind will not yield

Refusing to let go.

She enters,

I am baffled yet elated

Yet she takes no notice of me,

Am I… a shadow?

A spectre of memory?

She was my forever.

This was the last piece in the Our Life series. I hope you enjoyed them. Here is the full collection in one place. Please feel free to leave a comment if the mood strikes!

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Our Life: Part 6


Gone, Where I Cannot Follow

 

A four letter word, can I say it?

It haunts me,

She is always on my mind.

Her

Without I feel empty

Reduced to a phantom,

She gives me heart

A soul, meaning.

I want to tell her with every fibre of me.

Life left to never return

Never again will she hear

The four letter word.

Our Life: Part 5


The Next Step

 

I open the door, already a smile on my face,

I am home.

I see her, a smile spreads over her

Tears come to her eyes

I bring her close, hold her tight.

We breathe each other in

I can feel the weight in my pocket

I kneel and look up, her beautiful eyes stare back.

A breath

She breaks,

Death leaves her lips.

Our world is shattered.

 

Our Life: Part 4


A Perfect Pair

 

I look at her,

Happiness overtakes her,

I can’t look away.

My stare attempts to see

Everything, remember everything.

Life made simple with her

Life is for her, without I would be nothing

A shadow.

I need her

Desire her

She alone is my perfection.

Life is her.

I hold her close,

I love her.

Never will I leave her.

 

Our Life: Part 3


Her

 

The veil of darkness is slowly pulled back

Dawn has arrived.

Warmth, comfort and happiness surround me.

These sheets hold me forever

Just as the warm body next to me does.

We are one.

I, no longer a shadow.

A perfect moment

I relish it, savouring each second

Lids close as sleep calls to me yet again

Darkness returns,

Beautiful dreams await.

Our Life: Part 2


Then Comes a Kiss

 

Soft and warm,

Red and luscious,

A lock of velvet.

They near each other

My heart pounds, hands shake,

A moment has never caused

Such turmoil within me,

My hands move of their own volition, as if confused.

We near each other

Time crawls forward,

The moment lasting forever

Excitement and terror writhes through me.

Finally,

We touch.

The pounding ceases, baffled hands become calm,

The lock has found the key

Everything is right.

Our Life: Part 1


Beginning with a Crush

 

I am kept awake by thoughts of you,

When I finally succumb

I am tortured

Dreams are filled with your touch, your eyes.

Moments we are near I am but a spectre

Your eyes see through me

My words fall to a vacant stare

How is it you are on my mind constantly yet I am never on yours?

I am resolved,

I cannot be a shadow in your world any longer

I will act, I must.

Need drives me

I ask,

The weight lifts

The answer comes

My heart soars, my eternal smile erupts

Your words echo my thoughts.

I am yours.

The Search


I stare at the blank white,

Waiting and wishing for something to write,

Suddenly it comes to me,

My mind is illuminated as a

Epiphany is my saviour,

Words flow freely with fervour.

The curse is broken,

My mind is awoken.

The Medium


My pencil strikes,

The paper is soft,

Lines form pipes,

And slowly images leap aloft,

 

I hold the pencil but it creates,

I am the instrument,

The art awaits,

And the paper erupts in an instant,

 

I am the artist,

But the paper is my art.

Stroll


Seeing and breathing the fresh air,

Taming nature and other impossibilities are contemplated,

Roaming the trees and finding adventure,

Obvious it seems, I have walked so many times before and never noticed,

Living, breathing, the woods are alive,

Large and small everything has its place.

A Game


A screen calls out to me,

Its cries are not unheard,

I move and sit calmly,

I will watch like the masses.

 

I sit in tension,

I cannot bear to tear myself,

Grasp is total, complete attention,

It holds me until the last second.

 

Finally I am free,

Thoughts return slowly,

Once again I am me,

Until the next episode.

Rational?


 

Routine, rummage roughly, rest, realization.

Reality reckons, routine ruined, remember, reason.

Rise.

 

Weekly Writing Challenge: Time For Poetry

I tried something new here, I have never attempted a poem that uses the same starting letter, but I used this weeks challenge as an opportunity to try something new.

A Sleepy Morn


The veil of darkness is slowly pulled back, dawn has arrived. Warmth, comfort and happiness surrounds me. These sheets will hold me forever, just as the warm body next to me does. A perfect moment, I enjoy it, lids close as sleep begins to take me again, beautiful dreams await.

Release Day


Joy, pure joy! Today, today has come! I leap from sleep, immediately awake at the prospect of the coming day. It has arrived, finally. I rush to the purchase, nothing else matters today. I arrive home, the screen is on before my coat is off. Time to play, happiness finally!

The Photographer


The watching, waiting, perfect stillness, then a perfect reward, the SNAP of the shutter.

Life, I watch and wait, ever ready for the next SNAP, I thirst for it, the desire higher than any other.

After each SNAP, relief washes over me, soon though the urge returns.  I am addicted.