The Stoop

Spontaneous poetry

Theme: Love

From behind the rock of obscurity
I peeped at your full bloom glory
Although the radiance was eye stinging
I just couldn’t stop gazing
While your eyes looked away
It felt like they were searching my soul

Then with majesty you picked yourself up
And edged your way closer to me
My heart started racing uncontrollably
The rock of obscurity seemed like no defense at all
I wished there were a better option
To vanish, maybe…

Then I smelled your fragrance
Like that of a rose in the summer
It was fresh, liberating and enticing
Before I could come to myself
I was helplessly drawn your way
And I now stood looking into your big Bright eyes
Confused, tongue tied and embarrassed

But you drew me in with a warm smile
With your eyes still fixed on my frame
You uttered some words which I couldn’t recall
But I sure remember how they felt
My worth was entrenched
And my fears were cast away
Strange enough I could now see myself in you
Your glory was now mine and you didn’t mind
Then you held me by the hand
And led me into the spaciousness of life
Where miracles are the norm

Letting Go

Spontaneous poetry

Theme: Love

You’ve been my dream all this while but you never knew
The missing half of the split medallion now found
Whether this is love or mere infatuation, one thing remains
I want to know you some more

You’ve become to me more than a person
You’re an experience, a blissful one
Although you may now know
But it wouldn’t kill a hurting man
To tell you how precious the minutes he spent with you were

I’ve never been in such a state
And never would I have bargained for this
But why is this happening?
Why are you so close and yet so far?
Or maybe God cannot trust you with me now

If that’s the case then I’ll wait
I’ll wait for the day that you’ll trust me enough
To trust me with the pieces swept under the carpet
The day when silence will lose its voice
And fellowship will become the norm of the day

Till then…
I’ll continue to dream about it
I’ll continue to think about it
Yet do nothing about it
I’m not sure if this marks the end
But it looks pretty much like it

I’ll just leave you to yourself
Not because I hate you or I’m angry with you
But I love you too much to see this love trampled underfoot
I’ll pick this love off the floor and hide it in my heart
Where it belongs, safe and secure

I’ll gently walk away to prevent it from being wounded further
And you don’t have to feel any remorse
And surely don’t pity me
I’ll hate to be the cause of your turmoil
That’s how it just turned out

I’ll try my best to move on
To get a life and keep hope alive
But if I relapse and fall back into your arms
Please remind me that I’ve got to move on

In Hearts Buildings Are Erected

Spontaneous poetry

Theme: Love

In hearts buildings are erected
Some of wood, clay and bricks
Each material signifies a memory
A memory that just won’t leave
A lasting imprint in the heart
In hearts buildings are erected

When you arrived in my heart
I wasn’t quite sure what to expect
My heart needed a makeover
Its buildings had grown ancient
And their foundations looked shaky
But you had a plan all along

With patience you set your foundation
And with care you erected your pillars
With charm you adorned your gates
Till it glittered from among the rest
There your magnificent mansion stood
Towering high above them all

In hearts buildings are erected
Some are dull cottages
Others are ginormous and bright
Which kind of building to erect
Is yours to decide
But the heart never forgets

You Decorated My Life

Spontaneous poetry

Theme: Love

I was but a clean slate
Nothing amusing or lively
Just pure and plain
Like an artist you appeared
With every swing of brush
You brought colour and beauty
To my once empty clean slate

I was but a cacophony
Nothing pleasing to the ear
Just discordant and unrhythmic
Like a maestro you came along
With every note arranged
You brought harmony and euphony
To my once incoherent song

I was but a stunted shrub
Nothing pleasing to see
Just stuck and dry
Like a nurseryman you came along
With every touch of tender care
You brought growth and fruitfulness
To my once retarded shrub

I was but a slum
No where pleasant to live
Just dilapidated and poor
Like a builder you came along
With every block in place
You brought sophistication
To my once uninhabitable slum

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