Monday, 31 August 2015

Hear what I'm not saying

Upon my strolls on some of the past readings I did, I stumbled upon this and I thought I would just share. Maybe help those who would want to be heard.

Don't be fooled by me.
Don't be fooled by the mask I wear.
For I wear a mask.
I wear a thousand masks.
Masks that I'm afraid to take off,
& none of them is me.
Pretending is an art
That is second nature with me,
But don't be fooled.

I give the impressions that I'm secure,
That all is sunny & unruffled with me.
Within as well as without.
That confidence is my name
& coolness is my game.
That the waters are calm
& I'm in command & I need no one.
But don't believe it. Please don't.

I idly chatter with you
In the suave tones of surface talk.
I tell you everything,
That's really nothing,
Nothing of what's really within me.
So when I'm going through my routine,
Don't be fooled by what I'm saying.

Please listen carefully
& try to hear what I'm not saying.
What I'd like to be able to say;
What for survival; I need to say
But I can't say.
I dislike the hiding.
Honestly I do.
I dislike the superficial phony games I'm playing.

I'd really like to be genuine,
Spontaneous & me;
But you have to help me.
By holding out your hand,
Even when that's the last thing
I seem to want or need.
Each time you're kind & gentle & encouraging,
Each time you try to understand
Because you really care,
My heart begins to grow wings.

Very small wings. Very feeble wings.
But wings.
With your sensitivity
& power of understanding,
I can make it.
You can breathe life into me.
It will not be easy for you.
A long conviction of worthlessness
Builds strong walls.

But love is stronger than walls,
& there in, lies my hope.
Beat down those walls,
With firm but gentle hands
For a child is very sensitive,
& I am a child.

Who am I?
You may wonder.
For I am every man,
Every woman,
Every child.
Every human you meet.

Wednesday, 26 August 2015

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Strangers silently we passed.
Only to look behind
The other's head has also turned.
One beautiful smile from you,
Relieved my heart of grieve.

Like honey, you cover the lawn
fleeting beauty-
In the cool morning air.
Many are the times
I wish.
I wish I would have you for my own.

When I say to you,
I pause & wonder.
I stop & ponder.
If what I have to say,
Truly holds promise.

Words, they say
are lightning strokes.
The wise pause & wait.
Only that the desire in me
Overwhelms my heart.

In quiet urgency
I want to say.
In the least bit of words,
You are special to me.

You are charming.
You have a sense of humour.
You make my heart radiant with joy.
You are very beautiful.
I wish
I wish I would have you for my own.

Perhaps it's the beautiful smile,
Or maybe your eyes.
The casualness & the great personality.
I don't want to end up a love-lorn
That is why I wish you feel the same way....