Wrote this while on my coffee break a few minutes ago. It’s freezing in our office, thanks to our overly excited air conditioning. Whatever inspired me to write, helped me with the chill.
We’ve spent countless years together
On days when stress overwhelmed,
You were there to provide an immediate relief
You were always by my side
Some people weren’t too accepting
You came on too strong, they said
But I didn’t care
I tried to fight for you
I tried to hold on even tighter
Some bonds are meant to last forever, may be
But ours, sadly, is just not meant to be
I have found another, another far better
One that’s just as strong, but more pleasing
One that’ll fill your shoes and be my new remedy.
*An Ode To Liniment (Farewell to White Flower, and Hello to Human Nature Soothing Balm)
I can barely open my eyes
And the rectangular lamps that hang above me, promptly providing light are only making it worse
The loud bantering of people nearby are like a series of thunder in a sudden downpour
I want to just crawl, hide, cowl in the darkness
Take a deep sought-after breath, close my heavy eyes, lay in the peace that my pillows bring
Embrace the calm, everything is now quiet in its tranquil place.
It grabs you out of nowhere – – –
Making it difficult to breathe.
You writhe in pain in the cold cold night,
It keeps you from having a good night’s sleep,
So you hang in tight.
You try to cry, but the hurt, you can’t really restrain.
What can others do to ease your invisible pain?
You let out a heavy sigh, as if in defeat – – –
All you can is hope as you close your eyes,
That tomorrow when you wake up, you will no longer agonize.
Sometimes I wish I smoke,
That way I would not look like a total loony,
And pretend I’m actually doing something,
Every time I stand still and stare out into nothing.
Funny how this rain can give me peace.
What many dread — heavy down pour and possibly flooded streets,
What many take cover from,
I anticipate — await.
I bask in the inviting sweet tapping sound it makes on my window.
How flowers and the leaves on trees glisten in its shower,
And how empathetically it embraces me in its comforting embrace,
Hiding the tears that run through my face,
Masking the sadness in my eyes with a brief sparkle.
Blissful even for just a while.
Random thoughts in my head
And I’m thinking
This is how Mondays should be Quiet.
A slight wrinkle of a smile appears on my face Mondays.
I’m starting to love Mondays.
I haven’t met you
Nor have I seen you
And yet I long for you
Hear, listen to your voice
Give me the peace I need
Calm my soul, let me sleep.