Dreams

At night my mind replays to me,

My need for love and affection,

Such that I dreamt of a situation,

Whereby, I had come to others’ attention.

They seemed to respond well to my presence,

And to their ranks I was invited,

But my cowardice showed,

So I ran away, and left them unrequited.

Why would I run away?

I felt too embarrassing, too unworthy to stay.

They offered me what I was looking for,

 – A sense of belonging.

But when I got what I wanted, I realised,

I’m not ready for the prize,

But only for its longing.

 

 

 

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Slain

What good do I gain,

Hoping you’ll feel my pain?

Since you cannot feel what I’ve felt,

And know what affliction I’ve slain.

You only see a man with much pain on his face,

You only see a man whose dreams are laid to waste.

Something in Common?

We are as different as the sea is to land,

You exude life, where I’m mostly bland,

You light up a room, when I keep it dark,

You’re that burst of energy, that spark,

That dose of colour that makes folks smile,

You are missed, even if you’re only gone for a while.

But for some reason our lives overlap,

There appears to be a bridge for the gap,

That separates your vivid from my grey,

It gives me hope, but I didn’t want it this way.

You’re sad and alone, just like me,

But fear not, your gloom is only temporary. 

 

 

Absence

Absence makes the heart grow fonder,

But it also makes the longing stronger,

Of you,

And it also makes it easier to wonder,

Of you,

As it brings the mirage yonder,

Of you,

And forces me to ponder,

Of you,

And ask of me:

‘Should I dream like this, any longer?’

Love?

If love is to long for you, then I have loved.

But if love is to have you, then never have I loved.

If love is to admire you, then I have loved.

But if love is to know you, then never have I loved.

If love is to hope for you, then I have loved.

But if love is to hold you, then never have I loved.

If love is to dream of you, then I have loved.

But if love is to be with you, then never have I loved.

Nobody’s Somebody

Why are we so far apart,

Not just in distance, but in mind?

Is it just the sorrows of my broken heart,

Or am I of a different kind?

A different being altogether?

Since my troubles make me hard to find,

You probably did not notice me,

Unless you too have a troubled mind.

It takes one to know one, they say,

Maybe that’s why you did not notice me, in any way.

To you, I’m probably just a nobody,

But even us nobodies need somebody.

Your Secrets

I want to know,

What it is you’re running from,

And what it is you’re running to.

And I want to know,

What it is you’re willing to do,

To make sure your dreams come true.

I want to know,

And not assume,

To be sure,

And not presume.

I want to know,

The secrets that you never show.