My Poetry Diary

All it took was your smile, I wonder why I missed it all these while; Perhaps it was that storm that took me adrift, Now am free from those shades of makeshift... That took me farther from their shores; Now am broken and all yours; I sigh.. I muse I wanted you so bad like a booze; But I stopped drinking and became bright, When I met you on Timmy street that night, Stupid me, I was heavy with the smell of ale.. I staggered, halted and couldn't say hi; I was skinny and coarse, So terrible at sight and hoarse, Lost for words, crawled back to the dark; There I was, till you took me back. I am broken and all yours; Filled me up as my redemption pours, Your beauty is as sharp as your flaming eyes, Burn me off from all loneliness that are cold as ice; A single glance was all I need; A single touch from you I plead; I won't hesitate for just a kiss; The softness of your lips would be a bliss; Haunt me further with your flaming ey

Throw more pebbles to the sky and they will come back with a sign; Thousands of infliction can hold not the disconnect... That rattled every fibre of illumination from my eyes though I sigh; Seeing humanity professes over mundane flesh that won't resurrect; Over shackles of misdemeanour that rattles the blood; When hunger strikes were aggravated by empty minds not tables, We taught ourselves the act of wars by acting demons and gods; Can you see beyond the disconnect amidst the blinds and fables?; Not a new breath can immortality bring forth without a dime; The essence of existence is like a leaf to its stalk; That oxygen you breathe may thin out as you climb; The line between life and after may get tangled and you stuck... In between a disconnect of an uncountable archaeological waste; Or lost within inks of conjured spells binding the quills and parchment; Not so symbiotic affair that transpires when the other dies in haste; Can you give a lif