For Saskia

Troubled by the memories,
of a passionate lover,
whose love for me was genuine,
yet I find myself in tears.

I saw her standing at a distance,
captured I was by her alluring beauty,
that I found,
she was in every thought I had.

Driven to speak to her,
by forces that are incomprehensible,
and against my mind's logic,
I found her in front of me.

Plenty of smiles and laughter,
as well as tears and pain,
I did not appreciate her,
now I will never see her again.

distant cries of pain,
screaming and pleading,
like someone insane,
I knew where I was heading.

is beauty worth the price,
is passion worth the depression,
is love worth the lies,
if so,
love I despise.

I Seek A Woman

Where do I go from here?
with this heart filled with love,
people are out to get it I fear
so I must quickly move.
Who can I trust?
to accompany me on this journey,
curse these woman with lust
who have forgotten how to love unconditionally.
I seek a woman whose joy is to smile,
I seek a woman whose heart is pure,
I seek a woman whose company is worthwhile,
I seek a woman whose love will endure.
I seek a woman whose cause is just,
I seek a woman who can be my friend,
I seek a woman whom I can trust
but most of all
I seek a woman whom I can love till the end.

Love? Dream? Reality?

Silence, utter silence,
absence of sound,
but yet my mind in screaming,
its screaming your name,
so that the apparent silence
and its supposed peace and calm,
is meaningless.

Why am I hearing your name?
now, at this very moment,
why does it bring me such joy,
to think of it, hear it and even pronounce it.
It forces me to smile,
tells my heart to dance
and causes my eyes to stare at apparent nothingness.

It must be love,
for I am constantly tempted
to imagine you with me.
It must be love,
because I am starting to dream
of you often.
It must be love,
and I must be crazy,
because I long to see you everyday.

I long to hug you,
to hold you in my arms,
to feel your breath on my shoulder,
to feel the warmness of your embrace,
to feel your heart beat close to mine.
I love you,
but love should be felt between 2 people,
not just 1 person,
So if you don't feel the same way,
then please forget me,
for I'd rather think that you don't exist,
then believe you do,
and know that I can't be with you...

Maybe this too is just a dream,
and your a part of it,
or maybe I'm not worthy of your love,
either way,
I'm glad to have been gifted some time with you,
and those times I shall cherish.

Dream

Oh how I want you,
to be close to you,
to hug and comfort you,
to kiss and embrace you,
to call you my love,
to sing to you,
to make you laugh,
but alas, what is it?
if not a dream.

To see you smile,
is to catch a glimpse of heaven,
to hear you laugh,
is to hear them sing.
If it were just a dream,
may I never wake,
for If I did,
it would be to hell that I awake,
for the torture,
of not being with you...
Is unbearable.

I Love You.

Know this, that I love you, with every beat of my heart, every breath that enters my body, and every thought I can conjure. You are my angel, my shining light, the lighthouse when I am the lost ship. You are my friend, and the one whom I love too. Just the very sight of you, is enough to please me, a smile from you is worth 2 hours of conversation. I love you, I love you, I love you... I can't seem to be able to stop saying that, I love your smile, the way you look at me, I love your silly jokes, I love just walking with you. I love you, but its tragic that I can't have you.. And this love inside of me, is wasted on words, words that mean little. You are always in my thoughts, in my dreams, in my prayers, you're the first thing I think about in the morning, and the last thing I think about before I sleep. I love you, pure and simple, you make my heart skip beats that it actually feels like I can't breath, I love you.

Love's Enough (feelings & thoughts)

Why is love never enough ? Somehow all people want is more, they don't know love's true value, its priceless. To love, to share with someone, all your dreams and aspirations, as they share their's with you, and to want nothing in return, just a smile. To love, to appreciate the existence of another human being, to the point, where yours would be insignificant without them. To love, to feel such warmth in the arms of another person, where that warmth gives you hope in the face of adversity. To love, to love unconditionally, regardless, of weight, financial status, beauty rating, race or religion, for its that person's soul that captures your heart. To love, to trust someone with your most prized possession, your heart, in the hope that they might care for it, nurture it, and love it, for you love their's and would treat theirs with the utmost tenderness. To love, to wake up every morning with a smile, and to end every night with an " I Love You." To love, to write your lover's name, a 100 times, and 100 more just because it gives you peace of mind to see their name. To love, to never ask more than love, to never demand. This is not a poem, but, its eating me up, so I had to write it down. Love is always enough !!

A Lover, And His Story.

Why now, my love?
do you say,
that my love is not enough,
when just the other day,
you said,
that there is no way,
our love is dead.

So now, answer me,
and hear my plea,
now that you've treated me,
with so much cruelty.
Your company, I enjoyed,
love, we did share,
my heart you've destroyed,
but why didn't you care ?

Am I to blame,
for you leaving,
or is it a shame,
to keep believing,
that love, isn't a game,
of two people deceiving,
but indeed, a special gift,
that two people are sharing.

The Wielder of Several Spears

My heart is broken to many a piece,
its fragments scattered by my tears,
can someone tell me where my heart is please?
its been stolen by the wielder of several spears,
I am lost and know not who to trust,
for everyone I see is a cunning stranger,
if you wish to talk to me oh please you must,
not put me in anymore danger,
the weilder of several spears is out to hurt me,
spite and viciousness its motivator,
the heart of the wielder knows no mercy,
and verily it is no procrastinator,
Oh you, hold back your sneers,
there is more to be said,
I used to love the wielder of several spears,
who now wishes me dead,
the stallion of the wielder is quick,
while my horse still needs to stand,
the heart of the wielder made of brick,
and mine poorly made of sand,
yes one day I will bounce back on my feet,
and forget the wielder of many spears,
now you enjoy this treat,
whilst I go and gather my tears.

I Left You. (Say Hello)

You aren't a stranger,
though it may seem so.
I know its out of anger,
that you don't say hello,
I never meant to leave,
when you really needed me,
but what was I supposed to do ?
when I couldn't keep you happy.

You're beautiful, kind and good,
so if I can't treat you right,
then someone better, should.
And though you may wonder why,
I decided to make you cry,
the day will come, when you'll know,
just why I had to go,
and then, when you see me again,
you'll finally say hello.

Stars Are Dying

The stars are constantly dying,
what's the point in trying ?
when you can't even see,
how much you mean to me !

I guess I should go,
I wish, I never loved you so,
my heart you chose to break,
I can't forgive you, for that mistake.

But wait, please tell me why,
did you have to lie,
did you really have to say,
forever, and a day ?

You claimed to have cared,
though no cruelty was spared,
and now, you leave me here crying,
at the stars, that are constantly dying.

Now, every time I see your face,
I curse the stars and space,
and the world for its disgrace,
for doing this to me,
when I truly believed in love, and destiny.

They say, when two lover's are together,
happily they'll live forever,
believe in that I will never,
for love is just one season, of good weather !

Your Love I Want.

And what more must I say,
what more must I do ?
so that these feelings, that I portray,
can be shared by you too.

So I open to you my heart,
in hope that you might see,
that I loved you from the start,
and with you, is where I want to be.

maybe there's no such thing,
as love so true,
but it is your name I love to sing,
for there is no love without you.

I look at the sky,
and I think of you,
you ask me why,
I got nothing better to do ?

But it is the skies,
that remind me of your eyes,
and it was in the moonlight,
that I last saw your sight.

I love thee,
in mind, body and soul,
for I do not love, if not completely.
and my one true goal,
is to try and make you love me.