I am…

I am
the darkness in the abyss,
the point of light in the sun.
I am
the feeling that you’ll miss
when feelings are undone.

I am
the void in the silence,
the scream in the noisy mob.
I am
the rich man’s dream,
the beggar that you rob.

I am
a drop in the ocean,
the grain in the sandstorm.
I am
the cold hard love
that wants to keep you warm.

 


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Look at me

Look at me,
don’t just see
my eyes that see you,
but beyond, into my soul
where I desperately need you.

Look at me,
see my lips
that long to kiss you,
taste your essence, your all
the sweet, the bitter, all you.

Look at me,
at my face,
and know that its true,
that in my heart is a hole
that’s a fit for only you.

 


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The dust settles, back upon the earth,
dry, barren, covering
the dried blood of the fallen;
For another’s ideals, we give our life,
alive, like a flower,
now scattered like its pollen.
By my brother’s side, we’ve fought through hell
killed, rejoiced, and in
another’s name, vied for victory;
Motes rest upon my open unseeing eyes,
but I will walk into Valhalla,
chosen by the Valkyrie.
Would that I could see her face again,
smiling, loving, but
she lives, and I must move on,
Until the day, when I shall be joined,
by her and the one
she raises, my boy, my son!

 


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drought

Where did the world go, in the blink of an eye?
Why do I stand alone on the plains?
Why is there no one around to hear my cry?
I’m dry, parched, in need of the rain.

Why is there only one single heart beating?
why aren’t there any clouds in the sky?
Where is my love, I’m alone, kneeling…
No water in sight, but that from my eyes.

 


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Shhh!


Stacy Ramcharran - photo by Saajid Husani

Shhh!
These lips are for but one person,
the light in my eyes, his alone;
these ears they yearn
for his voice on the phone

Shhh!
The flash of colour in my hair,
a distraction for all to see,
my thoughts, my warmth I keep for him,
when I perch myself upon his knee.

Shhh!
Tell me not of my outward beauty,
that, everyone can plainly see;
He doesn’t want what everyone can have…
He simply desires who I am, simply me…


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Image copyright and property of Saajid Husani