Lines – Pt. 2

God said “Iqra”, read.
Lost,
I read lines in the world around me,
Sought love in the tangible blindly,
False validation from one, who, under the guise of sarcasm would chide me,
While loved ones remained saddened by my secrecy.
New faces, possible soulmates, overlooked because of a fallacy,
Passivity placating problems permeating in reality,
Preoccupied with dreams of a loving union and happy family,
Only to regain consciousness with no sense of clarity.
Like a black hole amidst stars, asymmetric feelings consumed me,
An intricate game with swift plays like football in the evenings,
Hollow words akin to missed goals you plated and fed me,
Unsatiated, I returned to your table consistently.
Seemingly delicious conversations lured me with laughter,
Rooted in superficiality up close, I realized thereafter,
Naively hoping the menu would somehow change,
Forgetting that flavors don’t change when ingredients remain the same.

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Lines – Pt. 1

I write lines when my heart bleeds,

These solid pages turn translucent as I plant my seeds.

Stripping layer after layer revealing my heartbeat,

Paired with a pain that my weary mind can’t ease.

Healing does not come, because I am utterly confused,

By the juxtaposition of your words and your manifested truths.

I stand naively smiling transfixed by your aura,

While you stand there like an apparition, declaring a moratorium.

Concealing connections very similar to mine,

Kind words devoid of truth like “you are sublime”.

But what more is there to say when the end has finally come,

When trying something new is more valued than something already begun.

Searching for freedom, but still bonded by your tongue,

Struggling to unshackle these chains until they are completely undone.

So, I write lines when my heart bleeds, but this much is true,

I am a gem to be cherished, I remember, 

And one day, one day you’ll realize it too.

Partner in Paradise

My heart has a habit of illuminating certain souls that radiate like the sun and enrapture me with their glow. Stolen glances ensue while I steady the euphoria within, maintaining a stoic facade for the intellectual evaluation to begin. My mind longs to know you and cleave your thoughts asunder, but how to achieve this without looking desperate I wonder? The role of passive spectator conflicts greatly with my nature, for this world is too short to roam like an impartial spectator. If my heart feels for you I will surely make it known, just look to my eyes, this is where my affection is shown.

For I am a heart that beats,
a tongue that speaks,
a body that bleeds,
and a soul that seeks.

But these eyes also uncover truth when intentions are concealed, and sheds tears in isolation when affection is repealed. And though my tongue is not sharp with seeds of contempt, or my actions reflective of internal discontent, my gradual absence from your life and attempts to circumvent are the subtle signs of my heartache and efforts to forgot.

But life goes on and wounds heal,
scars remain and lips are sealed,
the brain supersedes the heart’s zeal,
granting our weary souls time to heal.

Finally remembering that God’s plan is greater than my dreams,
Though my wants are blinding, my needs are these,
I pray for a companion that will love and sacrifice,
And who by His grace is my partner in paradise.

Empty Spaces

I began a complex puzzle the day that I was born,
The macro image unraveling as the years went on.
Personal triumphs and successes revealing segments of the whole,
While challenges and obstacles waged a war on my soul.
Fragments emerged over time that ultimately did not fit,
Yet my heart clung to the possibility, the menacing “what if”.
Empty spaces cannot be filled with things that are innately hollow,
We must take a breath, soldier on, and bear the pain of letting go.
Like a nomad in the desert searching for an oasis,
I too sought refuge in unfamiliar places.
Pieces of my identity scattered across time and space,
A journey towards self-discovery that can never be replaced.
Life is an unpredictable sequence of highs and lows,
Our reaction to these phases determines how it goes.
Carry on I must, until my puzzle becomes clear,
Completed by those final pieces, I continue to hold dear.

Heaven

I ascend above the highest clouds into heaven;

Where faith is a soaring eagle and ignorance is its descension;

Where life is everlasting and comforts are endless;

Where the state of our souls reflects our physical presence;

Where the content of character is the only essential credential;

Where love is perfectly paired like two turtle doves;

Unbound to the restrictions of finite mortal love;

No time or space, no kings or slaves,

Only eternal peace for all those He forgave.

But then I awake, blood still surging through my veins;

Sleeps beautiful ecstasy no longer in range;

The struggle continues, though my soul remains restless;

To return to this paradise on God’s personal guest list.

Friendship

Deliverance from the confines of the casual.
Freedom from clusters compounded by convenience.
Emancipation from reactions like robotic code.
Linear liberation into an exponential abode.
Synchronized soulmates meant for immortality.
Illuminated hearts amidst shadowy normality.
Mutual love lingering from stories untold.
A physical manifestation making a half a whole.

Eternal Bliss

I dream of perpetual, eternal bliss,
Of sincere smiles, and true love’s kiss,
Where eyes glisten like stars in the never ending abyss,
I dream of perpetual, eternal bliss.

Longing for fond memories reemerging into existence,
Reminding our hearts of the fallacy of distance,
Reflecting on heaven and the seat reserved for our souls,
Accompanied by halves who make our hearts whole.

Alas, glimmers of paradise do exist in this time,
Visible to those whose faith and life align,
Their minds affixed to the universe’s endless possibilities,
Their hearts appeased with Earth’s beautiful subtleties.

I dream of perpetual, eternal bliss,
Of sincere smiles, and true love’s kiss,
Aware of the plan much better than mine,
Where my heart is consumed in space and beyond time.

Unveiled

Darkness dissipates at day break,
Unveiling the reality of the eve.
Rays radiant from beating hearts,
Awakened by a most difficult parting.
Unrequited feelings exist as mortal enemies of ease,
But with expressed truth there lies an all encompassing peace.
With time do all wounds heal, so is the way of things,
Hopes of a cherished friendship to remain, and the overwhelming joy it brings.