There’s a place where all dreams go to die
Built upon the shackles of society
Nurtured by well meaning words spoken by snakelike tongues
Propped up
By pillars of self doubt and uncertainty
With a healthy sprinkling of what if it wasn’t meant to be
But all it takes to realise them all
Is to stand up
And defy
If I told you there’d be no consequences
Would you do the things you wouldn’t dare to
For fear of failing, being misunderstood or talked about?
Write words straight from your heart
Without forcing your mind to filter them out?
Say stuff to people’s faces
that you’d kept bottled up for ages?
Sleep a good night’s sleep
Finally dreaming of your wildest ever desires?
Yes?
Well then why let a small thing like consequences stop you?
Whenever I’m one with nature
I feel poetry ebb and flow within me
Yet, I cannot pen down words
In awe of the splendour and grandiosity
It is only when I lay in bed
Awake at night
My pillow still wet from tears which should have long dried up
My bed still yearning for some warmth
And my body feeling cold even on a mid summer’s night
As cold as the heart which broke me
Is when I can write
Words flowing out
With great urgency
As if something would go rather amiss
If they weren’t spelt out right away
As if I need to empty myself of every single drop of them
Before sleep could be allowed to overtake me as a blessed relief
The frenzy with which my thoughts arrange themselves
The headiness of feelings described
Confuse and amaze me
Both at the same time
And I end up reversing the age old idiom
Of a lull before the storm
Tonight
However
Sleep evades me
So you should brace yourself
For some mindless poetry
At half past midnight
I woke up in a fright
My chest felt tight
Better senses took flight
I’d left on a light
But it isn’t nearly as bright
I hope I’ll be alright
If I just sit tight
And squeeze my eyes shut with all my might
For it’s half past midnight
And there are nameless horrors
Within my sight
I wish I had words for the visions in my head
I’d paint you a kaleidoscope of colours never seen before
I’d take you places ethereal and surreal
Like living a dream, I dare say
I’d write you a picture book
Capturing a million stories in a single glance
I’d show you a new world all around
Equal parts beautiful and terrible
Awe inspiring and frightening
Calming and excitedly rattling
Soothing salve and heartburn
But alas
My words would scarce suffice
So take a walk, will you, through my eyes?
I’ve never known beauty
As profound
As the raindrops wetting parched mud
As ink gushing out of a fountain pen’s nib
As a child’s laughter
As a mother’s heart
As a father’s embrace
As a brother’s banter
As a sister’s adoration
As love’s first moments shared in silence
As a bird’s chirping heralding a new day
As the twinkling of stars on a cloudless sky
As the sinking of sun across the shore
As your reflection beheld
In my teary eyes
In a perfect world
There’d still be pain
But it would hurt
A whole lot less
In a perfect world
There’d be an outpour of rain
After every devastating
forest fire
In a perfect world
I’d breathe through the ache
And bane
Of your existence
In a perfect world
You’d still be you
And I’d be me
But much stronger
In a perfect world
You’d break my heart
But there’d be
Consequences
In a perfect world
We’d be able to see heaven
But there’d still be hell
To pay for.
If you die once of a broken heart
Do you get two next time for a fresh start?
One to bear the trials and tribulations
Of this cruel world
And one, my dear
For you
To break all over again
A heavenly symphony
A divine comedy
Or a dramatic tragedy
We’re but marionettes
And our lives, an entertainment
For up high above
So why not laugh, love and cry
For if it’s fun they want
At our expense
Two can play that game
Give them a show
They’ll never forget
Give them hell
For I’m sure
They let
Hades live in peace.
What is strength if not me?
For I am strong
Stronger than I think
Stronger than I feel
Stronger than I would ever need to be
Do you doubt that?
Come then
Try and hurt me
Throw a punch
Physical or emotional
And we shall see
How fast I heal
While you wallow in the depths of misery
For having lost to me
and worst still
For having lost me
