Harvest

Season about to begin
Carrying little basket
Hopping through the bushes
You could call it harvest

Sometimes sweet and red
Not so much green – sour
Close to the ground
Under shadow seeking sun

(But I hate sun)

Being gentle is a must
Otherwise tragedy happens
Hours into days
Until they’re ready

Not each matures
Leaving bitter aftertaste
Stubborn I know
I shouldn’t –

I wasn’t even hungry
Human-side calling
And I can’t leave them be
Pouring sweat down

So I didn’t realise
The basket already full
On my own quarter
My own heart
Couldn’t be helped

Overly simplic analogy? Searching for words to convey my thoughts is much harder than I though it would be.

Sensless

Disillusioned
Sensless staring blank
Whether is a sunset
Or dawn’s many outfits
I no longer understand
Naive the thoughts –
Neverland promises
Within my reach seemingly
Under leash walked
As if

My eyes have lost their spark

Underlying

Words were flying
Call this place home
Though underlying meaning
Wasn’t meant to be told
They then pulled off
Forgetting own commitment
And so it hurts
Trully mistaken I was
For once hoping
The same outcome
Isn’t about to happen
Maybe deserved I am
Under all circumstances
To suffer in solitude

Salt

Blank expression
With no purpose sailing
For which reason
Chores constant trail
Of off bed – work
Sunlight once pleasant
Somehow scarier seems
Unwanted reminder
Faces are lost
When watching own feet

Meanwhile my head
My heart and my eyes
None of these
Comprehend the future
The goal achieved
Pouring sweat – saltiness
Via my mouth

Comfort

Veil upon your eyes
Out off regret –
Mindless passing time
Pause, driven fear
Comfort soothin’ sadness
A train you see coming –
Letting it go by
Hope, for another one
What ifs spirals now
And so on and on
Standing, rooted in becoming
Without your future
Miss what you once had
Leap of faith
A pinch of risk
It could be –
Hollow pride resist
Does it hurt
Simply trying –
Owning both and moving on
Though I see
Beneath the skin
Seeking answers –
This is not your sin
For the sake of you
Take that chance
And free yourself
From misery

Effort

As hard as it may come across
I’d not hesitate anymore
And I’ll cut down on people
Who wouldn’t invest –
Or care getting to know me
The capacity of one’s heart
The worthiness of one’s soul
The drive behind one’s mind
If you’re hoping –
Half-ass effort will unveil
Then I’m sorry to say
But you’re mistaken

Excuse yourself –
Blaming the way you are
Crawling back into the past
Holding onto – seeking
An actor fulfilling desired role
Of the one you want
Who doesn’t want you
And so pretend –
Sobbing stagnant circle
But I won’t comply
Being a toy –

In fact, you’re the monkey
Who has the diamond –
At hand, not knowing
Its real value

Luck

Before a new fire risen
The sacrifice had to be made
There was a heart
Still beating –
And the mind
Broken into little pieces
Ounce of sweat
Scarlet cruet of blood
Coming off those crying eyes
At the end
One ingredient missing
Faith laughter dropped
Thus I was missing luck –
That wasn’t given to me

Move

Pretending I didn’t see
What a perfect lie it is
Led to extinction, eradicated
A part that has no use
Further planning – chess outplayed
In all-controlling path
And then, you happened – expected
But not ready for a move
Chasing own tale
Being lost among branches
For a step retreating life
Since my timing is off
Gotten too far in my own thought
These changes undertaken
Exhaustion left me at ease
I might catch up, I do
Yet the price of that time
Can I even make it up
Or else – will you then say
Or feed me silence
I think I got used to
The pain you bring
It feels like falling –
Again.

Remedy

By the nose leads
Up where steady ground end
Words for goodbye
Reassurance – nuance
Whichever you call it
Back into the corner
Overshadowed behind your back
I was there – hoping
Of a brief moment
Talk

Senses warned
But heartless couldn’t be
From door to door
In the dark –
Searching my remedy
What I have found
Didn’t feel – human
Begging rotten scraps
Might then drop
On me