fiction and poetry, Life, Love

The Nomad and the Wise

dust from the all the worlds
a scarf knitted by a mistress from somewhere,
jar of wine that makes you forget the past,
thirst for the lands unseen,
this was all
what the nomad ever carried.

scriptures from all of the worlds,
a letter written in some undecipherable launguage,
potion that makes you drown in dreams,
curiosity about people whom he never met,
this was all
what the wise had amassed

whenever they met.
They never traded stories.
They traded worlds.

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fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

I wait

Standing next to rocks we once carved
trying to remember the etched memories
of the years gone by,

when I had unison of dreams
and nightmares with you.

the wrath of time spared none,
not even the rocks , I see

but I wait
to conjure everything
from these rocks.

there is something about the air
when it is about to rain,

Did you ever feel it?

 

 

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fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, poetry, Tears

Lullably

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fiction and poetry, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Ambitions

Like leaves on sun burnt trees
our ambitions slowly recede,
as the winds of change blow
are you really ready to let them go?

or would you catch them
as they fall and scatter
dead may always remain dead
but would it ever matter?

would you not wait for a whole season,
for them to grow again?
or just sit infront of the idiot box
silently biting away your pain.

 

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fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Fog

the fog descends
night turns to day
darkness gives in to blur

we waited for the sun
within the blankets
listening to adele,

the sun never came
we never got out
and kept searching

for the sun inside each other
and the warmth too
It wasn’t a nice day

but we made it one.

 

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fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Jigsaw

The most complex jigsaw
is the heart beating within us.

every piece of it is built of
the people around us
it holds their memories,
their faces
and maybe a part of their
soul.
they complete the puzzle

but everything has to fit,
for this puzzle to
work,
for the heart to beat,
for us to remain sane.

but it almost never happens
we only keep drifting
looking for pieces to fit within
in a hope to be complete

and that is why it is the most complex
jigsaw puzzle every made.

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