Sometimes

Sometimes the stars refuse to shine

And sometimes you see

There is no hope in the divine.

 

Sometimes the night is just a night,

With a pale sunset,

But no resurrecting light.

 

Sometimes life seems morbidly dark,

The moon robs each dream,

Every inspiring spark.

 

Sometimes all love does is pine

And though we try hard

We find no mercy in time.

 

Sometimes sadness bursts anew

And feelings tangle,

And faithless strength holds me to you.

 

Sometimes my words find no rhymes

So I hold despair and you close

And I go on writing – sometimes.

As Whole

this is my life

a walk in the dark

a smile with a price

a devouring fire when all i wanted was a spark.

 

this is what remains

nothing to see ahead

nothing but tears and pains

nothing but a struggle to earn some bread.

 

this is what love grows

a heart that never dies

despite those million throws

of cheating, of slanders, of deceits and lies.

 

this is all I am left with

as life corrodes the body and soul

and I try to hold on to each bit

but cannot figure out which part was the complete whole.

To those who loved me

 

I thought of you today.

The thought came from a memory

So beloved in my heart,

That I recalled your love for me.

 

The pang was a deep one,

For it quickly brought to mind

What once made me believe

And had left me so far behind.

 

So far, I found myself

With no recollection of you;

I’d forgotten your eyes,

Your arms, your care – all of you.

 

I thought of you today,

So I guess I did not forget;

So here I sit wistful,

But thankfully, without regret.