There's no greater grief
Than the love that was never
Allowed to be freed
Set free
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Category Archives: Identity
Attraction
Need not reduce
The sweetest allure
To set of predictions
Hypotheses
Tested by a swarm
Of intelligent
Counter-arguments
The beauty of attraction
A mystery unfolding
A universe ever-expanding
Discovering new worlds
Within, by chance touch
Of your hand
Rise!
Water lily blooms Languidly laze on surface Abuzz sunlit show
Becoming
So tempted
To become someone
You would love
Star signs
My youngest was born
On your birthday
All those years ago
He is kind, wise and generous
Born under the same sign
I'd lost memories like quicksand
Till I saw you, resurrected
Now I have dreams to protect you
From prying lips and eyes
All hours I spent
Watching, wondering
Which words would suffice to say
Now I clumsily write them down
In hope for brighter days
I left the lap of nature
For a piece on heritage street
Left behind a part of me
I am yet to retrieve
I long to nurture another
Tending to their wounds
Catching any words that fall
Just like you did for me
Girl band
If I could ask just one thing
Of a girl's best mate
How to be in love
And never speak its name?
How to hold it in
For short hours soon to end
Only to explode
Smiles and tears on journey's end
How to read a book
Admire a view
When next to them?
Eyes like infrared
Tracing everywhere she went
If this secret she relays
Would keep me in this band
To spend another five, ten years
Waiting for her hand
Predilection
Black cockatoos a more reliable
Predictor of the weather
Heading east escaping vapour
Mountain hidden since dawn break
Abandon all attempts to exercise
Freedom to illustrate
Sparse drawing began
Brink of adolescence, identity elation
I leave the trailing line
Hanging poised quill laden
Ink heavy ready to spill
In favour of waiting
Forever a poem for you
A penned story always binding
Thoughts you can come home to
Though words need never rhyme
Sheltering
A time for adventure
Blistering cold and heat
A time for restoration
Distraction, diversion
Show me another way
Through the thickets
Deep immersion
A time for shelter
Closed cabin
Four walls
Cocoon
To reform
Break out
In good time
Reborn
Room to grow
As if humble seaside daisy
Clambered for sunlight
In pine forest
Until transplanted
Among seaside grasses
Withered in blinding sun
Unaccustomed to
Room to grow
String me along
Count the stars of heaven 