Love can go full circle sometimes,
& pain can be just a step behind.

We started as friends, then had some fun, & then I showed emotion while intoxicated.

My head & heart were not connected, as my heart was opening but my mind stayed closed.

I was still in too much pain & closed myself off from the world. Why couldn’t someone love me? Was I not good looking enough?

Not charming enough? Not funny enough? Or was it my job title?

The chemistry I had felt was infectious, but she only saw me as a friend.

Then I closed myself off emotionally & spiraled. I’m sorry you caught that end of the stick.

You deserved better, & I always pushed you away when you got close.

From the bottom of my...

#SkylarkChallenge9
#nonet

What if you never left, but were always around, Your kind eyes expressing comfort words to me,
    Your wits leaving me mesmerised in awe,
       My heart beating with every pause
             Of your words and smile,
                   What if we were
                       In Love and
                           Made as
                              One!

#SkylarkChallenge9
#Nonet

   Walk by my side,    hold me in your arm
     I desire only your touch,love and charm.
          Tell me, my love, oh now I pray
             Will you to be there, Stay,
               Like the dawn's first ray.
                    Draw from my hair
                         That shy hay,
                          Like Lover's
                               Lair...
                   

~Leeme cuando tengas un mal día~

Aún recuerdo el día que llegaste a mi vida , tú sin avisar y yo sin sospecharlo , una conversación que llegó sorpresiva como un choque de autos, desde entonces me gusta pensar que existen accidentes bonitos, quien me iba a decir que con el tiempo, al abrazarte la vida se iba a sentir menos trágica, un poco menos gris , se iba a llenar de color por un instante, y por eso te quiero y debo decir que no vale la pena quererte , y no me mal entiendas, es que quererte no significa ninguna pena para mi, porque vales el tiempo, la alegría y la paz que haces sentir, y aunque aún no se cómo arreglar mi vida, ni la tuya, puedo quedarme a hacerte compañía hasta que lo de...

The Casualty
———————
All I ever wanted
was to know you..

Your pet peeves & daydreams,
Your scars & sadly, your intoxicated extremes.

But, you ran way too fast
for me. I couldn’t keep up.
“Slow down!” I’d yell.  
Running faster & faster towards my glorious hell.

In love I had fell.
Skinned knees & a dirty dress.
Nonetheless, I gave my best.

Unaccepting that you’ll always choose liquor over me.

Unanswered calls in the dark,
And what’s left of my naive heart, leaves me feeling cheaper than your bottle of Seagrams meaning you must’ve been just a reason or a season.

In the sea of endless faces,
It’s only your’s that I see.
Not by far, the eyes can tell
In my mind, your memory
Every detail.

Namastè
©️2020Nova

I went all in with you. I suppose that’s why it hurts, in a lot of ways. I knew we wouldn’t last, but I leaped anyway.

My best friend. My perfect mirror. “I lost you” is such bull crap when you chose to leave yourself. You left me. And that’s okay, but the action itself broke me. My mirror, my reflection... gone.

I don’t know if I’ll ever meet anyone like you again. But I’ve felt those words before. But I need someone who knows what it’s like to almost drown in the deepest part of the pool, but finds the surface somehow. Someone who fell in, but learned to swim.

MY MOTHER WAS A BUTTERFLY

She was a butterfly,
Without her wings, she flew,
She lacked the silky, black and orange adornment,
But, her Beauty was equal and true,
From here to there, she fluttered,
As if the ground did not exist,
Our time with her was momentary,
Short and sweet, it was,
To catch a glimpse  of her,
In her fleeting flight,
Was, wonderous, an extraordinary sight,
Spirit full of freedom,
From emergence, of the cocoon,
In her world there were no ceilings,
There were no walls, to bind,
She fluttered, and mingled in crowds of her like kind,
And traveled through the day, as if she magically avoided the chains of time,
There are many, that seem perfectly the same as her,
But none cou...

Lockdown Love...

Baby, I wanna know how have u been
This lockdown is killing me with
This long distance between.. Us

Baby, I wanna know if you are missing me
Bcz I miss those shining eyes and
That smile which makes me worry free

Baby, I wanna know if are you eating good
Bcz I know that you are slogging
To make our dreams true

Baby, I wanna know if you are sleeping well
Bcz I miss your warmth
Of those cute lazy cuddle

Baby, I wanna know how have u been
This lockdown is killing me with
This long distance between.. Us
Oh this Lockdown Love....

There's a poem standing outside my door,
Beautifully wrapped in a drizzling rain.
All  her thoughts were moving like her wet open hairs.
She entered in my heart without asking me again.
That's how i met my poem holding her hand ,
While she was quiet and i am listening her silence .
Every night she stand outside my door ,
Without knock i felt her presence .
And she too smile before i penned down her beauty through sparkling words.
As she knew i was waiting for her just like romeo waited for her juliet .
Thats my poem for a poem standing outside my door.

-Rav.

She takes me by the arm
My glory and my charm
Compared to her divine love
I've got nothing much to offer
And she makes me feel alive
Just by being by my side
And she tells me all her stories
Some of love and some of glories
And i couldn't even sing back to her.
She asks me all about
My hopes and all my doubts
My reasons and my insecurities
What's in my head that's what she sees
But still her love is enough
I'm scared it might be a bluff
But she never makes me feel uneasy
She's a mixture of bold and cheesy
And i couldn't even sing back to her.
A little sinned is the soul of mine
But its all I've so keep it fine
If its a dream don't care to wake me up
A moment here just might be enoug...

When we pause
to enjoy the smaller things,
that someone does
for us,
those tiny moments
of happiness
would seem larger than life.

A small act of kindness,
The bits of care,
The hidden affection,
May not be enough,
But why not acknowledge
and cherish ?

The brave show they put up,
The things they do
to keep us smiling,
The hope they hold on to,
May not be what we want,
But that does mean
something isn't it ?

And one day soon,
The bigger picture
we have painted,
would turn true,
All the happiness we wanted
would be right there,
And so would the same person.

That day when we
look back,
Don't we need those
tiny happy moments ?
It is a hard time,
why make it tougher?

Together and smiling,
...

How do you know?

I dont know true love.

I only know know the thought of its development.

I know love's rejection.

I know of the want.

I know I require the connection.

I know so much.

I don't know true love.

© Copyright Ma 2020

Cual ácido que mis entrañas consume, así es la duda que me asola el alma, sin lograr evitar que mi razón torture, despojado soy de la paz la calma.
Sin pudor mi pecho y mis ansias ante ti he desnudado, ensanchando mis manos tan enormes como mis anhelos, de hinojos el ruego por esa realidad que mi mente ha soñado, recibo la fría daga en golpes tan crueles como certeros.
Quebrado en el suelo moribundo la parca espero, el filo de un amor fingido me desangra el pecho, y aún cuando de mis suspiros exhalo el postrero, estúpidamente me aferro a ese amor que te profeso.

Today is day #3!
My mind continues to wonder, stirring the pot of thoughts.
My heart continues to pray,
hoping time creates some clarity!

Haiku 227,

Your love is the fruit

I bite into the apple

I consume it all

© Copyright Ma 2020

I thought myself
a morning person.
Early to bed and
early to rise.

Stayed past midnights,
with you
or the thoughts of you.

Misty mornings
turned sunny ,
but
Midnights are now
only late nights.

Stuck in both worlds,
a bit of both.

Gone are the days
of dreamless sleep,
getting used to
cuddling up,
having you near me.

Now all is left are
those dreams,
waiting for your warmth.

What was i,
who am i now,
A mixture of two,
A bit of odds,
Where's my grey zone?

I m something of U
U are something of ME
WE are something incredible TOGETHER

SU HISTORIA EN MIS LETRAS (IV)

Previo a él, para ella fueron muchos miedos, crisis, incertidumbre. Pero el tiempo pasó y lo conoció, al principio como un bálsamo para sus heridas y después como el principal motivo de sus alegrías.

No sabía que el amor podía encontrarse en cualquier lugar y en cualquier persona, en unas letras sinceras, en llamadas hasta altas horas de la noche, en detalles que jamás había visto.

Porque estuvo ahí, cuando su sonrisa apenas y se dibujaba en su rostro, hoy le da derecho de entrar y ayudarla a escribir un nuevo capítulo en el libro de su vida.

SU HISTORIA EN MIS LETRAS (III)

La calma y confianza que le transmitía la hizo darse cuenta de que con él era su lugar. Aunque al principio tenía un poco de miedo, después de la primera cita la cautivó su esencia, la manera de ver la vida y, sobre todo, la manera en la que la veía a ella.

Comenzaron a volverse más cercanos, a pasar más tiempo juntos, hasta que ella se dió cuenta que era su complemento perfecto.

Ahora ella cree en la fortuna de no haberse encontrado antes con él, porque la vida y el destino le tenían preparado algo especial.