#itstillaches

The quest to find lost love began. I searched the nook and corners of the heart, the mind, and the soul. I was searching and never ceased until the search lead to toils and boils and eventually a few spoils. I paused for a while to reflect, rethink and reimagine what love felt like? how love looked like? how love loved like? Then I remembered, love felt like a warm embrace love…

Hurt is a word,Pain is another. Broken into fragmentsLove felt like accidents Tears flow as if they were rivers.Time did not conceal all the fears. She found none to confide in,And she saw herself on the paths to ruin. My life, she thoughtOur life, she taught. No manNo wordNo deedNor any roadShall break me, she asserted. Washing the salty faceLooking at herself in the mirror,Deciding to win…

It is to show that you own me Or Is it to show that you are powerful That you pour down on earth like this.

When love and ecstasy play flute In my heart. When butterflies dance with one another In my belly. I could see you pouring down To kiss the earth with all your love.

When sadness and void take incharge In my heart. When gut and fear bring me pain kicking In my belly. I could see you pouring down,

During, The long lonely nights Those dimming lights And my brimming thoughts Entwine.

All those unsaid stories, All those never fading glories, All those unheard apologies, Are made into anthologies.

Stupid brain is into action, The crazy heart in its state of fraction. On my bed, I lay Feeling and living all emotion.

The night is long Yet the good thing is.. I don’t have to play along.

As the…