Confessions, Circles and Ephemeral

CONFESSIONS
My demons felt at home in your arms
Your madness inducing my chaos to a calm
That unwavering gaze Behind those mysterious dark eyes
Piercing through my guarded soul And the warmth of your embrace
Melting my frost bitten core
That serene voice
The sweetest lullaby to my ears
Your love wiping away my heart' s bloody tears
Maybe i shud have professed the truth before Watching you walk out the door
Maybe i should confess;
my most cherished fairy tale;
maybe its too late.


CIRCLES
Sometimes
We get stuck in circles
We go back to look for love
In places we lost it
Convincing our hearts
That this time it would be different
Only to find ourselves
Back at the beginning
Making the same mistakes again



EPHEMERAL
If my words could make you stay
I'd carve your name upon the very texture of my voice
So that every breath henceforth reminds you that all
My words begin with the sound of you
They made me a poet
And i made you my poem.
So don't place your palms in mine and ask for nothing in return
For i cannot be full of you and leave you empty of yourself
Take from me all that i am
My love and my poetry
My heart and my insanity
And become them
Perhaps you'd stay just like the only thing in life that do


     Wally♡