Silence

If my silence spoke
it would show you restraint
born out of love and pain
knowing words spoken in anger
are seldom truly meant

If my silence spoke
it would show you patience
when countless days were spent
waiting for some moments with you
and countless others wasted

If my silence spoke
it would show you love
waiting to be received
for when you recognize
for you, it is meant to be

If my silence spoke
it would show you need
to be understood and accepted
to feel my absence
to come to me open-hearted

If my silence spoke
it would show you pride
for the person you are
for the love we share
it is worth all

Finding myself

She wasn’t loved enough
bothered to understand by none
to accept all her quirks
yet still call her own

She wasn’t loved enough
tried to accommodate loved ones
yet her empathy wasn’t returned
in her turn, she received only anger

She wasn’t loved enough
her inner balance faded with time
the need for anchor growing stronger
in a world full of hate, she felt all alone

She wasn’t loved enough
she decided to nurture herself
restoring the forgotten inner peace
would show her the path to love, again

Shades of life

Lately my fear
holds back thoughts
refusing to be weaved
in a poetical bind

Lately my thoughts
tilt towards the grey
twisting in patterns
better left unrevealed

Lately the sunshine
is losing its warmth
hardly able to reach
the dark corners inside

Lately I’ve stopped
trying to understand
going with the flow
being the current stand

Lately I try
forming the lines
rather than giving up
this gift of mine

Lately I feel
balance hanging on a thread
finding my centre of calm
the only way out of this mess

Lost words

My words are lost somewhere
in this maze of present
that seems painted all over
with shades of grey

My words have become separated
from the emotions of present
roaming all over the place
knowing, alone they are meaningless

My words are stuck somewhere
as am I, in this phase
they are helpless to rescue me
as am I, to free them
through the tip of my pen