Lonely Clouds Club

My heart is like a cloud.
Drifting, drifting. It would not
stop. Till it gets too heavy.
Then it would
pour and fall.
Splitting

into a million

pieces. Each piece is unique
but similar at the same time.

But after it -splits- it will
take some time to heal,
to form and reform. Starting out
with a lightness of being and then
getting heavier
and heavier.

I wonder then, how many
thunderstorms I can weather.
How many times will I let the thunder
clap, clap, clap.
Mocking my fragile heart.
How much lightning would it take to
zap, zap, zap.
To revive my flat-line heart.

They say that every cloud
has a silver lining. And I wonder
what colour my lining is.
It probably is a shade
of yellowish and grey.
A lonesome cloud
In the pale bare night.

Just floating along.
Till it gets heavy again.
Then it will pour.
Because it never just rains,
it pours.

For Those That Have Lost

Weary,
Weary,
Wary.
They are tired.
Of having their hopes raised.
And then -
Dashed.
They rinse themselves of shame.
And repeat.
Doomed to failure,
Even from the beginning.
Uneven at the end.


The truth.
Lies buried.
Some emerge wounded.
Others lie.
Shaken and unshaken.
They are dead.
My brothers are dead.


For love leaves many casualties.
In its wake,
There is a trail of destruction.
Yet,
We soldier on,
We soldier on.

Seasons Of Love

I've found warmth as I held your hands.
Grasping tight till knuckles turn white,
In the harshly cold winter night,
I've found someone who understands.

I've found joy in your lovely smile.
I would lay my worries aside,
As it melted my foolish pride,
And learn to love the here and now.

I've found myself a fair lady.
Tinge of familiarity,
Complexion of untold beauty,
Like Summer's sun shining on me.

I've found what I had lost last year.
Falling leaves are a reminder,
Of past loves torn asunder,
Just let me hold on forever.

Seasons come and go at God's will,
But - l pray you'll stay, if you will.

Free To Love

Worry not about sunsets missed
Or the slow walks we never took.
Worry not about goodbyes kissed
Or about how you really look.

I have forgotten yesterday,
Don't know what tomorrow will bring.
All I ask is that you will stay,
Till you hear the fat lady sing.

The crashing sound of rolling waves,
The light of many stars above,
Will break the chains of lonely slaves.
Bound by expectations of love.

Amidst the mystery of the night,
We are all that matters to me.
Isn't it a wonderful sight?
This place where we are truly free.

To laugh
And be merry.
To love,
To love.

Crushed

Silence.
Impenetrable mind.
I plod round in circles, wondering.
Wandering.
Patience.

Inexplicable mind.
I prod around, tinking.
Thinking.

Despair.
Incoherent mind.
I give up, I gave up.
Loving.