unwords, unthoughts, unreason, unrhyme & unpoetry
caterpillars, cocoons & butterfliesArchive for life
Reason or Rhyme?
Absence makes the heart grow sicker
Oxygen sucked through dry lips
Cracked, agitated, volatile,
Alone.
Angry tempers pursued in a rush
Crystal spiders on windscreens
Scratches, cuts, grazes
Reparation.
Arrival / Departure
Your eyes and voice
Promised me a world
Of hope and dreams.
Finally, I thought you
Were here. That I’d arrived.
Mutual understanding.
In my head
You’re smiling at me.
I hate you.
Your flowers smell of death,
Aftershave hides her perfume.
Your voice is encapsulated
In a private joke
Of which I have no part.
I do not require excuses
Justification is certainly
Not permitted
As an exit strategy.
You can’t keep me up
All hours of the night,
Yet here I am.
Waiting.
I’m a joke.
The importance of company
Prioritisation
I am not prioritised
Who am I after all?
What’s in a grand gesture,
In your words of feigned love
When all that I asked was
Your time?
Temper
Disembodied
State of mind,
Over my head,
Just too blind
To see through
You.
I am stunned,
So misaligned,
The mood I’m in
I couldn’t care,
You could tell me
She was so rare,
So precious, so
Virtuous and
Perfect,
I would tell you
Then go back there
The mood I’m in
Ages
Take my hand,
Take my mind,
Lead you somewhere,
Follow me blind.
Take my heart,
Take my soul,
Help you forget,
And be in control.
Take my words,
Take my voice,
Think of nothing,
You always have choice.
Let go of your heart,
Release what you feel,
As long as what you feel,
Is truly real.
Will you stay in my eyes?
Remain in my life?
Will your arms, protect
Me from the world?
Will my love, save you
From the cold?
Will you ever be restless,
And want to be gone?
Only you have the answers
Because I have none.
Looking at me how you do,
I just want to take away your pain.
I won’t break your heart,
Time and again.
Always, as long as you will
Have me I want to stay,
So smile your beautiful smile,
And have an amazing rest of your birthday.
Accidental Friendship
Friendships aren’t made,
They are destined,
Two people intertwined.
If the friendship is deep,
It turns into love
And a life partner
You will find.
When I first met you
I thought the S in your heart
On your arm would
One day be for me.
Intrigued by the crescent
And the moon in your blood
On your hand, wondering
One day, will it be for me.
Here you are now,
Smiling away in my
Embrace, kissing
My neck, my lips, my face.
It’s funny how things
Work out.
Me and You
Glitter studded
Dusted eyelids
Ebony beyond
Compare.
Thick black lashes
Long and lush
Through which
Honey eyes
Stare.
Chiselled stubbled
G-star jawline
Strong enough
To care.
Defined limited
Edition cheekbones
Smiling beyond
Despair.
His Baby Zara
Flew down the motorway
Eight o’clock at night
Just to spend fifteen
Minutes with you
Because it felt right.
Missed you that much
Spent so many hours
On the phone
Longing just to touch you
In moments alone.
I fell for you so hard
I do not even know how
You clenched my heart
And stole my smile
But I’m moving on now.
Womaniser
Sitar basslines
And strings,
Heartbreak
In his voice sings
Out loud
And strikes
A chord
In the
Passenger
Seat.
You drive,
Glancing
At me,
And you smile
Sweet
With all the love,
Your eyes
Greet
Me with
Expressions
Of protection.
Listening to
The beat
Blazing in
The heat,
Breathing relaxed
And deep.
Reaching for
My hand,
Your lips
Kiss my wrist.
You are an
Addiction,
Like a drug,
Trapped
In the vortex
Of absent
Inhibition,
You used to
Set me free
And now you
Use the
Same words
And gentility
With her,
That you
Used
To use
With
Me.
Hide and Seek
Butterflies in my chest
And my heart,
Not palpitations.
A connection,
Distances apart.
You make me smile,
In the same breath
You kill my dreams,
Relegating my life
To make-believe.
Impatient waiting
Games, you play
Me for a fool,
Like a child lost
In a maze.
Ten minutes,
Twenty minutes,
Half an hour.
An hour.
It’s not even funny.
You’d be there
In a millisecond
If I was going to
Make you some
Money.
I have a tendency to get caught up and lost in the world, still trying to discover what my gift is and how to use it. I write either when I'm deliriously happy (right now it's magic and butterflies though that is changing on a daily basis) or depressingly upset, so it's one extreme or the other, never a happy balance or medium. I love imagery and try and capture what I see in my mind's eye but sometimes I just don't have the words...I hope you enjoy reading, please tell me what you think!
