As Time Takes Me

I sit and stare at my phone.
Images swipe past, as do voices.
They all tell me stories;
They all give me choices.

But I’m surfeited with life and death.
And can’t truly tell what seems better.
I must have handed this decision
To a love who loved in some love letter.

Now things aren’t clear as I stare.
I can’t think of a tomorrow.
Then may be smiles I can’t see,
Now is just a tsunami of sorrow.

So perhaps, as the summer wanes
And blistering heat turns into rain,
I might choose a brand new story,
As time helps me live beyond the pain.

First Love

I gave you years –
I waited in years –
I gave you my love
Washing its font with tears.

I spoke no ill
As I bore your lies –
I waited and waited and waited –
For a last good bye –

You kept me hanging –
I loved you still –
I have your side –
And I always will –

You ignored my pain
Because you wove it well –
And that you lied –

No one could tell.

Now as decades pass
I can say without regret,
That I have remembered
What you chose to forget.

Yet what creates pain –
At this our very end –
I’ve called you my first love –
You called me a dear friend –

Live

Love makes you hope,
Hope makes you weak;
Love shows you dreams,
Hope lets you seek.

Life sends you warnings,
Hope takes away fear;
Folk show their colours,
Hope makes them unclear.

Life’s wounds fester lessons,
Love unlearns to forgive;
Tears gather over smiles,
Love teaches life to live.