In the shores
Of my heart
Somewhere you still linger,
The feeling of your fingers
Caressing mine, amid November.
You sail away,
In the dark of the night
And yet the traces,
Of you sheen bright
......
I heard about this theory;
that in the perfect couple,
One will like olives, and the other will not.
One will always eat for the other.
I think that's why we never worked,
You proudly shouted your love for the salted fruit,
While I, meekly, passed mine to you.
You convinced that only you could possibly like them.
And I, well. I simply did not.
It wasn't until the end, the end of us;
......
Love is There
But you’ve yet to see it
It is lurking in the wings
But you’ve yet to find it
It has a shape,
But you are yet to see it
Its heart beats
But you’ve yet to hear it
But when you do, then you will know
That when two hearts beat as one
......
Sailing to My Grandfather
by Michael R. Burch
for George Edwin Hurt Sr.
This distance between us
—this vast sea
of remembrance—
is no hindrance,
no enemy.
......
Reminiscing in a corner of room so dark,
And heart being ripped into particles of quark,
The pangs of guilt left an indelible mark!!
Betrayed by a soul in the midst of storm,
Meaning of trust underwent a rapid transform.
Somehow, he wiped off tears to assume a dauntless form!!
He lamented and mocked himself for being a fool,
As the path so taken was not that cool.
......
In love's embrace, a delicate dance,
Self-respect and ego, a subtle trance.
One uplifts, the other, a heavy chain,
Knowing the difference, a heart must gain.
Self-respect, a gentle, yet firm stand,
Valuing one's worth, in a loving land.
It speaks up, yet listens, too,
Seeking understanding, in all we do.
......
It’s 3 am Mama,
mama I woke up
to the
footsteps
thudding
around
the door again.
Please don’t leave
no Mama don’t.
......
In the shores
Of my heart
Somewhere you still linger,
The feeling of your fingers
Caressing mine, amid November.
You sail away,
In the dark of the night
And yet the traces,
Of you sheen bright
......
Once a princess
Is now a queen
Working for the kingdom
Is all she has been
She was a beautiful princess
But now a caring queen
Got a lots of work
Works for making peoples happy and keen
......
“Only kiss me on my forehead,
if you're trying to make me yours."
A gentle sterness in your voice.
A soft command that echoes.
Is it a dare or a boundary?
I still can't decide.
And now here you are, wrappen in nights emrace.
As I see myself leaning in.
......