Following a Shadow

I am still stumbling in your footsteps;

I see you, but you’re out of reach,

I call you, but in my heart only

Because I know you do not want to hear;

/

Forever following a shadow;

Exhausted, falling to my knees

Onto the mountain path lost in clouds,

Your back forever turned on me;

/

And driven mad by this ringing silence –

Yours and mine, and this of the space around –

I fail to realise we’ve long since made it off the mountain,

And there’s no need to live a life so loveless;

/

Yet, I’m still walking in blurred footsteps

On mountain paths that my imagination draws,

Forever chasing the changing shadows,

Whose backs, turned on me, feel like yours

The Red Hibiscus

I give you
One last gift
From the heart –
/
A wild flower
The color
Of blood;
/
For my beautiful words
All turned out
To be false,
/
The mad thoughts in my head
But played games
With us both,
/
And my hands and my feet
Had a plan
Of their own…
/
There’s left in me but one
Piece of magic
And truth –
/
With the rest of me rotten,
It finally
Bloomed –
/
So at last I can give you
The gift
Of my heart –
/
This wild flower
The color
Of courage and love

Mother Night

I need to see your real face, Night;

Don’t wear your thick makeup of candlelight

Or reassure me with the ticking of the clock

Counting seconds in fear till the arrival of the morning;

/

I dream to speak to you in your tongue

Of heavy silence that makes tears fall,

When from the darkest corners of the lives forgotten

One’s every demon into their lap crawls;

/

I wish to rest my head against your chest,

Not watch you cautiously through windows and walls,

As if from freedom in a self-built cell

Locking myself until another tomorrow;
/

I want to love you like you do me,

And yet how can I with this plastic toy of a heart?

I want to know you like you know me,

And yet how can I with this mad clown of a mind?

/

At dusk I put all my past doubts to sleep,

Turn off the lights in my old home

And go back to you, Night, for you feel to me

Like to a prodigal daughter – her first Mother

The Shadow

If I were a rock, I wouldn’t

Keep your passing shadow’s trace;

If I were an endless river,

I would carry not for days

/

On my ever-changing body

Burns from tears nor scars from curses:

Your cold words would disappear

Like in a swift current — stones;

/

If I were a desert wind,

I’d but brush past you on my way

To the ball that starts are throwing

In the middle of nowhere;

/

If I were the blue of heavens,

Our lifelines would never cross:

Mine — the immovable horizon,

And yours — the curve of the spinning Earth;

/

But I’m not a rock nor river,

I can’t be like skies or winds,

Which was why I must have let you

Come to mean so much to me;

/

Yet, I stand while time flows through me,

Rushed forth by the gale and breeze,

The night devours the darkest shadows,

And so from yours I’ll soon be free

I Promise, Part III

I won’t return

Ever;

These are the very last words you will hear

From me;

I’m sorry

That they took so long to say;

/

Don’t fear

That I

Will one day break into your life,

Followed by

My friends –

Cold ghosts and ruthless hurricanes;

/

Let’s call today ‘forever’,

So you don’t have to wait for me

Another

Moment,

And I don’t have to look back

Once I’ve left;

/

You know, I am

Freedom,

I’m not something to wait for

But something

To chase,

And you could never step away from home;

/

Thank you for keeping

Your promise,

For saving in my heart a little something

Human,

I promise, while it lives,

I’ll call it by your name;

/

Forgive

My cruelty;

Forget each time I died, and yet came back

To you,

Looking each time

More like Death herself;

/

I won’t return

Ever;

This really is the last time

That our fingers and heartbeats

Intertwine

Before my wings must carry me

/

Forever

To the sky;

I Promise, Part I: https://sixthsymph.com/2012/06/27/i-promise/

I Promise, Part II: https://sixthsymph.com/2013/05/26/i-promise-part-ii/