Banger

as the fire gleamed in her eyes

a true testament to her unwavering soul

a little bit of me melted

much like cold sorbet on a hot day

and as the winds blew,

so did my wavering heart.

and through the pressing intimacy of it all,

this whole brouhaha was unbeknownst to the world.

maybe partially to the winds

and wholly to me,
and her star-gazing eyes;

with the fire in the vicinity
bridging us together.

Heartbeat

O’ fragile heart

Why do you beat so?

Why carry the burden of the world

On your delicate shoulders?

Why run when you can walk?

Why pant when you can breathe?

What is it that you crave?

What is it that you want?

Why is it that you have to bend and twist

To the whims and fancies of the world?

Why is it that you beat so hard

To the sound of the battle cry

And leave yourself out to dry;

when it comes to matters of the heart

Why do they not teach you –

The resilience to weather it all

Why do you hurt yourself so?

Why do you not find your way towards love

And take up permanent residence there?

Why not take in some warmth?

And some soup for the soul?

“Breathe, you’ve got this”

Your confoundments have got to go

Breathe, trust the process

You’ve got what it takes

Go on,

And be merry,

Even if you haven’t

‘Cuz, who’s the judge of it all?

Hope

The Shawshank Redemption

I hope that you’re surrounded with wonderment and merry

I hope that the skies clear up for you, to shower you with their warmth and grace

I hope that you don’t have to worry about life’s regressions, all on your own

I hope that you find solace within the comforts of my heart

And that love finds its way to you,

When you’re exhausted and done,

And you’re looking for a shoulder to lean on.

I hope that you’re treated with love and respect

Wherever you go

And wherever you are –

I hope that you can remind yourself so,

That good days lie ahead

And that you can look forward to clear skies and green grass,

And an aura that will shine on through.