“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.

Reeling

Most nights I find myself wide awake!
There is this end of a world feeling
That takes over sleep and suffocates rest
And sends my mind reeling!

Thoughts and memories of what we were:
A tantrum thrown; a mock wrestling match;
A joke on shorts; a song we called our own;
A kissed bandaid put on a scratch.

I become Taylor Swift, who narrated
Personal loss, pain and bullet holes;
Or Adele’s soul, in royal Albert Hall,
Proclaiming love’s future goals.

When night passes and morning comes to spite –
I quietly shut the windows on its face…
I switch on some numbing porn, or maybe
Write a poem – to fill the sleepless space.

These lonely nights make me think and yearn
Of how he (probably?) is fast asleep,
While time holds me in such a fucked-up flux,
Wherein I can’t feel, much less laugh or weep.

Love

When you tore through my clothes
And took my body in you,
That wasn’t the time love came –
For me, love-making wasn’t new.

Love snuck in with stories
And acceptance and giving;
Grew with knowledge and hope;
And fights, that bring forgiving.

I can live through it all,
Love does not alter for me,
Though it brightens the world,
Or can shatter this galaxy.

If I see you again,
It will flare up, it isn’t proud,
It doesn’t die or unlearn,
For all who love me warn loud.

So I’ll entreat the sky,
And write it all down in verse,
I’ll beg time to be kind –
Maybe make karma reverse.