Paint, use brush
the art instructor said
I took the brush to the canvas
he closed the class door on me
use a model, naked
my partner said
I stripped a woman
he took her to bed
use your imagination, raw
my friend said
I drew her
she stopped talking to me
enough! I said
I took a chisel and
carved the heart
out of the canvas
I
Thought I saw the moon tonight
hiding behind the cloud of deception
in time to lose tomorrow’s memories
disrobe the layers of time, second to minute to hour.
Hypocrisy ran a smile
time melted back to seconds
yes, God shrouded the smile
that hypocrisy cast into space.
The wind will change direction
Someday you will feel my heart breaking
Someday you will hear my tears
Hide the moon,
that wretched heart
yearns for things
out of this world
The moon laughs
at the heart by my side.
The sun burns it to ashes.
My blood I pour and,
rises, it from ashes
and put on the wings
of a Phoenix
She wants to touch him
He asks, ‘Can I touch her?’
his eyes on someone
Despair clinches her affection
Untaken words call in the air.
Burnt, she consents: but one day,
perhaps, she will let him strip
her life of its affection
till all warmth turns cold
Save your heart, my child
let it open
it is beautiful
it is delicate
let it not break
it needs no breaking
it can’t break anymore
let it love
it is ready now
or not ready ever
save your heart, my child
let it beat inside you
A rose bled for the want of a heart
to accept it with its thorn.
The heart bled for the want of another heart
to embrace it with lasting warmth.
Heart’s day or not, the heart bled
in solitude, on or not on loving heart’s day
till one heart’s day
it recovered the true meaning of it.
The heart recognized it as a day
to feast in the love received and given
to celebrate a heart able of loving
even without another heart to reciprocate.
Yet a new loving heart’s day
another heart bleeds for having lost a warm heart.
Hopeful it will also discover the true meaning
of the day to celebrate all loving hearts.
[For my heart broken friend. I love you, buddy.]
Let me cry tonight
I am a mere shadow
that coils your soul
my face is forgotten
which was etched in many hearts
Let me cry tonight
my voice doesn’t echo
which sang poetry
my songs fed barren hearts
as others fed mine
Let me cry tonight
no more colours flash in my eyes
which were once deep with them
like smoke I drift aimlessly
between bleak lives
Let me cry tonight
I am a bewildered spirit
eclipsed by my anonymity
threatening to efface my identity
of being existent
Let me cry tonight
Share my hurt
what of your heart
heart is mine to keep
hurt is yours to take
goodbye then
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