Only In My Poetry

 

I crave to write lines

perpetuating the agony of my forgiving keyboard.

 

I crave the sound of it pounding

the heart beatings of thy soul.

 

I crave the honest movements of my fingers,

throwing out the words left

like for a million days

in the shadow of my silence.

 

I crave my soul

imposing mashed thoughts

of a shattered rainbow

to a clean sheet of blank word document.

 

I crave you cradling my loving words

left in vagueness

together with the undefined timeline

of an armful union.

 

I crave myself serving you a plate of my fruit-salad poem

and allowing to taste

the yummy delicacy of my poetry.

 

I crave myself being lullabied

in your cradle of promises

where all I could hear

are the whispers of an embracing paradise.

 

At the end, all I can only afford

is the ultimate waking

by the truthfulness of reality

and all I could see

is only the paradise I try to behold

(like a girl holding her beautiful doll)

in the sub-continents of my wishful poetry.

For You

Just to look at your smile

Makes me feel the warmth in your heart

That keeps me floating

All through out my day

 

Though you’re far away

You’re the first one

That comes to my mind

In every day of my mornings

To give you my hugs

And cuddle in your arms

Like a baby

 

It’s you that I always want to be with

For the rest of my life

Laugh with you

Giggle while walking

Hand in hand

And share with you

The sight of dawn

And to see how the sun sets

Every day

 

I want to see how sleep conquers you

Every night

And hear you breathe

While I keep you warm

With these loving blanket

Which has been waiting for you

All these years.

 

I want to give you my lap

And sleep on it

While I ran my fingers

Through your thick hair

And just watch intensely

The face that captured me.

 

I want to feel your chest against mine

And keep you close tightly

Like it’s going to be our last.

 

I want to hold your palms

And let them feel my face

So that you’ll always remember how

It keeps seeking you in your absence.

 

I love you

The three words you’ll always hear from me

Until the rest of our lives

The three words that will always be

For you.

To My Husband

 

Even if

The sky looks barren

With naked eyes

You’ll always be my sun

Even the dark clouds pour out

Its heavy emotions.

Even if the night

Will lock up its stars

And leave us behind

I’ll stay

And become your moon

And keep you company

And together

We’ll welcome the dawn

We are Sun and Moon

Even if the jealousy of heaven

Would separate our existence

I’ll summon all the gods

To unite us

At once

And deliver our separation

To an end.