The words wheel away
Lost in the fabric of this feeble mind
Burning for release, when release comes
All I feel is
The stillness of it all – love seeping from the room
Her eyes burning hot, my eyes blinded by the rage
Of time lost, of love lost
I reach
for impermeable feeling, hidden in the darkest of hearts
The invisible strands
Magnetic
Pulling me south
She dwells alone
But her heart
Thunders – heard from the eastern edge
I’m bringing her
Love, find a space in my previous life
Where frustration lied, impetus for escape
Find a space in my old home
Where the past melts away
That warmth you had It slowly cools
Blankets wrap around your heart
Protecting itself from the icy winds
But you are wrong
It will cause you no pain
The winds shall settle
Heat will return
I’ll be yours, holding you through these cold winters which grip your body
Waiting for the summer, when your eyes sparkle as you smile
When the warmth returns
And that inner fire you possess which conquered me
Becomes strong enough to conquer the world again.
My heart was whole once
Dancing under starlight
Formless bodies floating around me
Then the hurricane
An inescapable surge
Blew away the shadows and shades
And revealed you
Twisted love, thin slivers of fabric
Binding me to a post
I resisted
Breaking the frame
Snapping our hearts
My heart
is dormant again
Crawling through the blinds
Hugging the corners
Of you and I
Slave to the sorrow
I collapse under it
And thrive in its wake
This sun offers little warmth
To a man so cold
Deep in the blue
Trembling earth
Rage and surging swell
Envelop me
I’m cold to the touch
Existence ephemeral
Waiting for the seas malice
When your eyes meet
A spark, the room stands still
The lingering cold fades
On the other side of the world
Down under, but above
You go mute in her presence
A dormant heart
is awakened
The clocks ticks down
Slowly adding to the rolling thunder
The roads are overcome by the hunger
It’s a Friday night blaze – a haze of colour
Stranded in the ebb and flow of traffic
Heat rising from the tarmac, sweat pouring down my back
Knuckles whitening, need something to quench
This undying thirst, this overpowering desire
Mind wanders, to times past, blurry love
Burning brighter as I open the valve of memory
Distilled by my imagination, free from the torment
Merely her eyes were enough
For life to melt away, for time to slow and stop
For my fragmented mind to become whole
The clock ticks down
Slowly adding to the rolling thunder
The roads are overcome by the hunger
There is still beauty
In this Friday night blaze
Trapped by imaginings
I move towards the soul-rending truth
The collapsing structure of South Africa
A framework which promised freedom
Is rusted, fragile, snapping in two
Despite my continued allegiance
My sense of hope is self-imposed ignorance
Not even enough friendship, enough beauty
Can stop me from floating away
We all construct a false reality
Search for the goodness within, excuse the hatred
Revel in the golden light of the sun
While the shades and hues turn blood red
The tormented rise from the depths
A fire spreads. It spreads violently
Until all that is left is charred earth
Bare feet scalded by the ashes
When the light finally stretches its limbs around me
I feel the warmth on my face,
And the pallid façade fades
As the music slowly seeps from my speakers
I’m calm again. It is me again. The one I’ve lost,
To the impervious darkness
My questionable faith was tested
I lacked desire to pursue, to maintain
Dreams, love and beauty
The soothing guitar, the beat of the kick drum
Brings me back from despair, forces me to find an answer
For why I have lost so much,
And gained so very little
Think Kingsley 