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Confession of a madman in monsoon
Times takes about titans,
But short lived curtains
Curtails happiness;
Clothes that wouldn't dry,
Clouds and eyes that cry,
Wet lands that sigh,
Visible shivers that reply,
Trees and aspirations that lie,
fritters I fry,
With the tea I try,
Are you a random passerby?
Give me a heartfelt highfy(5),
No matter what I try
Your piece of mind; I couldn't buy
...Tuesday 5th November 2024 8:49 pm
Melancholics of the monsoon
Melancholic of the monsoon
Sluggish mornings,
Smell of fungus
in my slippery doorsteps,
Elongated bedtimes,
Slacking routines,
Hearing nothing ;but symphonies,
4 walls, headphones as my roomies,
Safeguarding books
And Reading them to cats
To which they nods,
But silence alone growls.
Instant noodles,
And concurrent doodles;
Fills stomach and minds.
...Wednesday 30th October 2024 2:30 pm
Green Eyes
I held you in the dark
Your face burrowed in my breast
Your tears made my body sweat and my fingers
Clung to your hair
A smile so small grew on my lips, as you
Thanked me.
I expect nothing from you.
And I would probably do anything for you.
And I knew from the moment we touched.
11am, with the sun streaming in through the window.
You lay in my lap as...
Friday 10th July 2020 2:24 am
The Pain of Passion
Passion is carefree, often buoyant.....breezy,
and is absolved perpetually of prohibitory rationality.
Being logged in to it for a little over eternity,
this is exactly how I have felt:
intense, steamy
...maybe a bit frenzied.
Passion is also a sudden, swift salvo.
On many a fleeting occasion, ergo;
I have come perilously close
to suggesting my maudlin ardor
and poetically propose
a...
Thursday 9th January 2020 11:49 pm
shadowed
I could write
a thousand poems
inspired by your dimples
and the shadows they create
Poems that you
could never
would never
should never
read
Tuesday 12th March 2019 8:17 pm
Fool's game
Fuck it, I will let myself fall
I'll allow my stupid heart to get broken
Hopefully you're worth it
If you're not, then perhaps I deserve it.
You could be everything
You could be nothing
You could be the highest of highs or the most epic of lows
You could be my ebb, you could be my flow
You could be just one night
You could be the love of my life!
You could b...
Wednesday 5th December 2018 12:52 pm
Care
I thought that you cared,
that you cared more than a friend.
Now when I see you you're all over him,
now I'm letting the darkness in.
I remember when you were all over me,
I sang you lullabies to help you sleep.
You held my hand when I felt down,
held me in your arms to pull me up.
We were editing our little story,
you put your pen down and I start to worry.
You scrumbled your paper ...
Tuesday 2nd October 2018 12:15 am
When the World is Not Enough
You pick up the trees and you wave them like fans
But her face continues to sweat.
You unravel the ground and you drain it of soil
But her stomach never rounds,
Her mouth remains open.
You bottle up the ocean till all water is extinct
Yet she continues to faint of thirst.
You take life from the earth,
You remove breath from the world
And she continues to perform still bi...
Saturday 21st May 2016 4:59 pm
Loving the girl from the moon
I think that I was born on the moon.
But it was never ‘written in the stars’,
No,
I think that when I landed here on earth,
My voice was left behind
Because you can’t hear me.
When I talk,
You can’t hear me,
You look up to God for answers...
And you kiss me like your investigating the saliva for my heritage,
You go inside me like your searching for my identity,
Bec...
Saturday 21st May 2016 4:40 pm
Burnt
When you lit that cigarette
The bones of me shuddered,
The blood in me halted.
What I wouldn’t do for you to light my flame with your lips....
Because I’ve had men tell me that my lipstick tastes of petrol,
That my mouth lights fires,
That my tongue causes explosions
And of course, that opening my legs is the best way to put a fire out.
But this fire begins at you...
Sunday 28th February 2016 4:50 pm
Why Do You Not See Me Burning?
Hoarsely screaming down the barrelled street
night digests the wails I birth
this urgent drive pumps wildly
from crotch through chest to cranium
tears me clean in half
in flames for your name tattooed upon my lungs
Why do you not see me here
burning like this
why do you choose not to see me
burning for you like this
Barely able to draw breath between
the overwhelming thud of my hear...
Thursday 30th April 2015 5:50 pm
tallulah zeitlos
from now to then and back again
in time; to see
all promise of epiphany roll down between
the cracks that hold you in
such favoured light
your pictures beg to be inhaled
their snapped relief
and Dietrich air of futures trapped in avenues
of silvered shadows deftly
drawn of umber hued schönheit
© Paul Sands 2013
Sunday 13th January 2013 11:36 pm
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