Chapter one page seven

26 September

Sunday 4 PM

A lot can happen over coffee

We are people without a game

People who do not look the same

People who wanted that fame

People with a name

Because we write poem

Rest is history waiting to happen

Friends become family

As I am wedded to my poems

We are on Chapter 1 Page Seven

Yellow Oliva

The hanky was yellow
and the copies were
That tray had hollowed trapizium
And the slam book had a square

I can go on Oli
If you want me to
Build a pathway from my poems
To catch you up over a Sunday

The smiles I wore below
Were the ones you drew for me
You held my hand
And walked me to a clear sky to see

When will they bring us the coffee
I will ask for a hot chocolate to melt
In my heart where you stay
Inside of a poem where I keep

stupid heart

Me and my stupid heart
The cupid with its dart
It stumbles and I fall
It fumbles and I crawl

Brewing love

Pillows I keep
You
I sleep into
Around and over you
Wearing you when I wake
With your arms still hugging my neck
Walk I inside of a dream
For I do not know my path
That will reach you
Probably I can not find
For you do not walk mine
Wander I
Among the trees
And the time precious that passes by
I stare at my thoughts and think
Into a blank I am consumed
By the hollowing emptiness of love
And the sorrow from the fullness of mine
On the reality when I stand
The bitter world bites
The enchanting dreams off my sleepless nights
I greet you
Sit beside you
Relishing your handshake
And your body smell
Your innocence so pink
Upon my wrinkled age dwell
Your smile so intoxicating
And gratitudes so heartfelt
I carry back to where I stepped off from
Punch them back into my pillow
That is pink and blue and dotted white and yellow
Like my dreams they are endless
Every roadway I meet you
We walk to live fulfilling lives
Except empty pathways I have been treading
All day alone and with my heart inside of my head
Lifting a heart heavy of love
For you
The songs I write for you
And the steps I would dance with you
The spoon and fork we share
As you lead me through that doorway
I am struck how you care
As you closely watched my steps on a heel
Lest I fall
Like you would catch
Lest I fall
Into a maze that I have created
Of you
The odour of love
Will not wear off me
As I sprinkle each night
Upon my senses
Your beautiful face
And your soul so adorable
And His ways of reaching you to me
Even if we did never exist
Like a prince in shining armour you appear
Like a damsel in distress you rescue
Me, Leaving me in awe
I linger on to my memories of the day
Running in my mind
Episodes of our sweet encounter
Those ever so untiring conversations
The colours you wear
Choose to etch on my life so
Colourless
Colour me with love
With You
Leaving me happy and tender
Vulnerable and unavailable with splendour
To you as we meet
Off my dreams
Those empty roads I walk toward you
Are the ones I create in my dreams
Finding you everywhere
Walking you hand in hand
Sleeping into you
Around and over you
Wearing you as I wake
With your arms still hugging my neck
Walking inside of a dream I create
For I do not know my way
That will lead to you

Box of lies

I feel drained and weak inside
You robbed me from the best I had
From my mom and from my dad
With a box of lies and false pride

I am here
As long as you hear
You heard
And then you tore and devoured

With the joy of love
The pain of wreckage
Of my dignity
Of my virginity

My innocence traded
Against your Lust I dreaded
My honour soiled
My body so moiled

You did not realise
I lied too
Let you believe
What you wanted me to

I watched you shake
And quiver with joy
Of all the lies you did make
I smirked under that ploy

You thought you tricked
Grinned as you shrieked
I thought I was a fool
To fall for your poems to drool

I laid you open like the spool
And then naked and baked
I cracked open your pool
Got you flowing unchecked

So much from my pretty voice and face
Wisdom inside behind the noisy preface
Like God, I massacred what was divine
You took, shredding your soul figurine

Your unquenched thirst
And hunger of lust
Had succumbed you to die
Under your box of lie