Friday, August 23, 2019

liberation

aren't we all 
a bit like caged beasts 
confined by closed spaces
but equally lost in the endless vastness

bound by 
all that we know
and dwarfed by the 
things we don't

who knows what 
what true freedom is
or liberation  

if it exists at all 
it must be in finding a purpose
all consuming
a something that keeps you alive 

Tuesday, July 16, 2019

chase

if the thrill of the chase
is better than the catch 
then one has to keep running 

Thursday, May 23, 2019

fantasy

you light a spark
and i fan my feelings
until it becomes a raging fire 

you say yes 
and I drop all my defences
baring all for you to see 

you say a word
and i add plenty more
to weave beautiful stories 

you drop a hint
and i foolishly believe
that i'm in love 

how i love these fantasies 
in my head 
that don't exist in your reality 

Thursday, May 02, 2019

Distance

​I've seen the most beautiful sunsets
from rooftops, trains and window seats
Streaks of blood that slowly soak up the sky
spreading into a gentle wash on a watercolour canvas

I've seen birds journey home in geometric patterns
Their cries filling the evening air
Mingled with the sounds of kids playing street cricket 
A strangely chaotic yet calming dusk

I've seen the sun lower itself below the city skyline
Disappearing bit by bit, through electricity wires 
Leaving an empty sky, save a kite here and there
And maybe an early moon

I've seen your eyes reflect my thoughts
And I want to share this little space, this slot of time, with you 
Maybe this sunset, maybe a million 
If only time were that generous

Stand with me on the terrace of this house
Watch the evening birds make their way home
Stay with me in this beautiful moment
Even as it disappears bit by bit

Into a something we will remember once in a while
In our own separate worlds 
As we watch, from rooftops, trains and window seats 
The sun melt away 
the distance between us  

Friday, April 05, 2019

breaking point

look at that cloud
heavier and heavier it gets
stealing a little bit 
from the sun, every day 
until it's completely blotched out

carry an umbrella around warily
you never know when 
it's going to burst
a cloudburst , they say 

you know when it's coming
there's an ocean within 
about to erupt 

giant drops fall noisily
one by one
at my feet
from my cheek 

Thursday, February 21, 2019

perfect

so little I know of you
maybe that's why
you are so perfect