January 4, 2013

 

 

When all is said and done

with battles fought and won.

I look at you and realise

you’ve always been the one.

 

 

December 29, 2012

 

 

She heard his voice,

and knew within seconds,

they would be face to face.

 

She looked into his eyes, and

watched time melt away, as

she relived her fall from grace.

 

 

 

 

One of them loved the other one more.

The other hung in there, knowing the score.

 

 

 

 

Sometimes, by chance or design,

she found herself in his home town.

Treading the pavements she imagined

he still trod, she saw his face in each

passer by, his smiling eyes, his wistful sigh,

his reluctant acceptance of their goodbye.

 

‘What was, what if, what could have been’,

thoughts jumbled into one. Time had not

diminished her longings, nor ever her sadness

gone, but on days like these she found solace,

though sadly, closure, never.

She went to her grave still loving him,

her one true love, forever.

 

 

 

December 28, 2012

 

 

From tiny acorns, oak trees come to be.

A glimmer in the heart, no eye can ever see.

A love that simmers on low heat consistently,

is worth the wait of all eternity.

 

 

 

 

 

Although he raved

and misbehaved,

when he was drowning,

his life she saved.

 

 

 

 

To stand in the space where she stood,

when you looked into her eyes and were

misunderstood, and wondered if you

shouldn’t or should, is the agony you still

put yourself through, for the rose never

blossomed and remained a bud.

And to yearn for her after so long,

cannot do the heart any good.

 

 

December 24, 2012

 

 

 

Research shows there’s an outside chance,

and statistics back it up.

But you’re on your own, once you dare,

take a sip from the loving cup.

 

 

 

 

In moments of wanton lust,

she desired him like never before.

In moments of utter disgust,

she deplored her shamelessness more.

 

 

December 15, 2012

 

 

Men are always left wanting,

even when the best is waiting at home.

Women are always left wondering,

when out of sight, their men do roam.

 

 

 

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