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~ Touching The Flame ~

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~ Touching the Flame ~

Another one reduced to tears
And I can’t help but think
Of all the broken hearts tonight
Head in hands, tears on cheeks
As the candles flicker beside baths
And the warmth leaves the heart
Swallowed up by a great sadness
That seems destined to find us all
At some point in our lives.

What is there to do
But just try to keep it together
As the shaking hand turns the tap
And the face forces another smile
Silently struggling through the days
All of us together as our private pains
Continue to fester in our hearts.

This world is a secret tragedy
And when I look around all I see are broken people
Fighting through the heartache; reorganising their lives
Still searching for that one great love
To complete what can not be completed
To heal what cannot be healed.

Like moths to flame we chase a feeling
That continually sears and scalds us
But somehow leaves us wanting more.

I’m starting to come to the conclusion
That I don’t think we were suppose to ever find it
And perhaps a part of us doesn’t want to.

A part of us wants the tears to continue to pour
The candles to continue to flicker
And our hearts continue to ache
For the strange and irresistible feeling
Of being burnt in some fire
That reminds us we’re alive.

poetry

~ Trembling Leaf ~

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~ Trembling Leaf ~

Standing on a lonesome street
On a late September afternoon
With a pain howling in my heart
As I stare into the dark grey sky
Pleading for the summer sun to return.

Please don’t let me fade out like this
Silently and slowly into the distance
With each passing day
And each missing kiss
I feel myself disappearing in a void
No longer able to touch you
Or be the one that you called home.

And now I run alongside the river
Where I see the entrance of your street
Across the field where we played frisbee
And laughed in that summer sun.

Well, now the autumn is here
And I see the leaves turning brown
The first few falling in front of my face
Showing the changing of the seasons
As my inbox remains empty of your messages
As our dreams evaporate more each day
And my heart wilts like those leaves
Waiting for the breath of life it needs
Only delivered by your gentle touch
And your radiant sunshine eyes
That stirred my senses, nurtured my soul
And awakened me to true life.

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~ 2am Thought ~

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“And still I can’t help but let myself wonder about us. What our lives would have been like; what our mornings would have looked like as the sun came over that horizon once again. How we would have lay under those sheets and stared into each other’s eyes. How we would have walked through those parks knowing our lives were bound together on a shared path. It is true that lost love can bring any man to his knees; with a great weight in his heart, he staggers on alone knowing that it could have been so different. And just like so many people out there, the love-starved and the broken-hearted, his path leaves him haunted by many thoughts and questions. I am still not sure whether love is essential for life; indeed it is the great illusion that we all chase after, but I do know that most people have had it reciprocated in some way by the time their hairs start to grey and skin starts to wrinkle. Now I stare into that mirror, going into old age without ever having been the object of another’s affection. Indeed, maybe I wasn’t born for it. The world needs people like me, I guess. I am ‘the friend’. The ‘interesting one’. ‘The comedian’. I seem to cheer those around me up, and indeed people do enjoy my company, but it never goes beyond that. I see them stare into my eyes and dismiss me as a being not worthy of their affection. And in a way, I no longer dispute it. I understand why they see me as they do. There is something inside of me that will now allow me to be like everyone else. And now I know that love is not going to be given to me by others, I sit in silent rooms and know it is only with self-love that I can survive this life. Flames of romantic love flicker and fade out, but self-love is the eternal bonfire from which I warm my soul. I’m burning up in my own company; blazing up with my own words. And long may I be consumed in these flames.”