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You feed your heart
To the hungry
Promised a piece for every one
the savior of the town!
Do you remember?
You said your heart
belonged to me
when I looked down
there were only scrambles and bits
While you gave yourself
You didn’t see
The claws and teeth scraping
The heart they fed wasn’t
Just yours
it was also mine
I watch you sleep
And hold your hands
Kiss your moan
And cease your frown
I watch you sleep
And know that I can
not protect you
From yourself
I watch you sleep
And really wish I can
“I love you”
I can only hold your hands
How do I put down in words,
When from loving you
My heart has multiplied–
A galaxy within me;
Each star singing a different song
Each star a reason why
How do I put down in words,
If I want the whole world to know
But every word falls short
When it comes to you;
You are the kindest most wonderful
Most noble always bright
If I try to put it down in words:
You have the biggest heart I know
Maybe my heart has multiplied
So I could be like you.
I am sorry
I am morning dew this
second; lava in the next
Drown you in love now
can’t look at you after
Too little
too much
Never in between
Please
know that I am stuck
in a dream. My reality
crumbles
reconstructs
Know that my love is
never gone; only at times
disguised,
tucked beneath the ugly
I do not blame you
For the erosion of my being
It was me — I made you
The star, which i orbit
Our hearts squashed
Under the weight of my love
You were only
A collateral damage
Your love, so pure
From your simple heart
How is it that something so raw
Can play thousands,
thousands of songs
Strumming the strings
of my brimming heart?
Maybe god had planned somebody else
for me
Maybe with the right one it would finally
be easy
But darling for you, that I would
gladly miss
My Mr Right, whom I could’ve brushed past
on this street
where he and I should have met and fell
in love but instead
I was distracted by how in my hand
yours rightly fits
Darling for you, I would happily deliberately
miss
He — maybe tall and bright and so called
my meant-to-be
But ah, look at you! Making painful effort
attending to my selfish whinings
So dear Mr meant-to-be, please do take
my sincere apology
I won’t be attending our date ’cause on
weekends I’m really busy
living, laughing, sharing life with him —
my best friend, lover, partner to eternity
If knowing will hurt you,
I’ll never have you find
The truth about my broken soul
I’ll have my cuts under sleeves
And tears flowing inwards
I will protect the whole of you
You are broken
if you believe in that
But you can be diamond!
if you just shine through the cracks
When you’re asleep I asked
if i could borrow your dark
dreams. And between palms
I’ll whisper and blow– a prayer;
like soothing a scared baby
I’ll send kisses where
there’s tantrum and sniffles.
This time when your past
returns, there will be no fear;
this time only with my love.