Last Kiss

I look for you in different faces,
Some are cold and some are kind;
But I can’t touch any of the spaces,
Where love was gentle and blind.

I reach out to strangers,
Unmindful of their fear, too,
That there are certain dangers
Of trying to forget you.

I seek them out and express all my hope,
That someone out there will feel,
Will bar anxiety, or help me cope,
Wipe my tears, or help me heal –

But it all ends up happening again –
Expectations burn promise.
New hurt makes stronger unforgotten pain,
From your last words and our last kiss.

Flight Of No Return

I’m sick and tired of feeling sad,
Find random meds that can be had
To get rid of this sordid pain,
To end feeling it like this again.

Maybe cut veins and watch them bleed,
Though would one pain make the other recede?
Why does a face still hold power in me:
Undying love abating futility?

I’ve no need to look on life and smile
It long since had ceased to beguile.
It’s not even passion that boasts a loss –
It’s intimacy, hanging from some cross.
After an age-old, bitter longing for it,
To have it shredded bit by bit.

Shame and embarrassment soon follow
And form such bitter cum to swallow.
It makes me sick.

And covid is scary!
Being more alone makes me more than wary!

I have nothing left, not even my pride;
It seems to have gone for a long ride:
A flight, into another galaxy of stars,
With all of love, hope and their bars.

Fresh out of relationships, I burn;
And no longer wait for their return.

“As the Sun Wakes”

As the sun wakes,
Thunder and lightning
Blanket his face
And shut his shining.

Might as well!
This day will be the same:
Where I suffer our love –
And you forget my name.