Marilyn and Blanche

I always fall in love; I always, always do,
If you touch my life, with your words and kind eyes;
And if, at first, I think you are seeming true,
There will be this heart that will tell you no lies.

But it shall devour the love you have to give,
Since it experienced hungers of its own;
For that, it shall quiet readily forgive
Each teardrop, past pain, each sigh, every moan.

But you will leave, so it readies for heartbreak:
It is aware of love and all its dangers;
And to diminish the blow of each mistake
Makes me depend on the kindness of strangers.

Hoax

Life robs you of joy, of hope, of hunger;
It never stops taking;
And the heart never dies,
Although it silently keeps on breaking.

One brings you to the precipice of faith
And prevents the fall;
The other gifts feeling
And then asks you to surrender it all.

When the Heart Breaks.

They say that when a heart breaks
there is no sound –
Funny, I could hear every sound –
I heard its beat when it fell in love,
I sighed when i heard it sigh
Knowing things would die,
I listened to the beats skip,
When the news came of goodbye –
And I heard it when it was silent by and by.
Then I felt the sound that tore out,
It was like blood being splattered,
From a high rise to the pavement below –
When you refused to recognise it.
The sound was like – well, blood,
Needed but yet spurned, as it pumps
In vain out from a severed artery.
The thing broke – and I heard each beat
Magnified in my ear – and I wondered
Embarrassed, if all could hear it on the street.

They say when the heart breaks, there is no sound –
The sound to me –
Was like the sky crashing upon the ground.

29th April