Navigating Solutions and Darkness

Written November 11, 2010 By this fountain of memories I stand And watch again as the angel of my heart Steps forward in a transfigured form The same girl and yet not the same I and she are halves to the whole Where she’s complete, I lack What I have fulfilled she has not When she wasn't here; a hole In my heart, a cavernous nether land Of sadness and fear When she came, the pain Lifted and yet intensified The tears I shed were for The time we had left She’s every beat of my heart The pulse of my life; the sunlight That shines in a remote corner of my life Another day will come around And I’ll embrace you with tears in my eyes Another day when as phantoms Our memories come alive again in us

Written September 22, 2010. Lucky to be best friends with the subject of this poem, even if it does sound a tad creepy. :P Looking in from the outside Fingers pressed against the pane I watch you laugh, I watch her joke And I search for the space That ought to be me Coming back from the outside I see your hand in hers I see you walk towards me I smile and wave and hurry past And look back for the space That ought to be me Falling into bed After a long, long day I watch you two chatter Merrily, on your bed Across the room I wonder why I am so close Yet feel so far, because There's no space i see That ought to be me

Written December 28, 2008 Sometimes, when you're all alone, the chill night air a soothing balm after a frenetic day, music pounding softly in your ear, and you're tapping the keys of the PC silently so as not to call the more alert members of the house from their sleep... Just you and your thoughts, and maybe a cup of coffee. That's when you know the most peaceful moments of your life.  There's no one to stop you from thinking; from travelling far across the realms of your imagination. Beyond all boundaries, all traditions, all society, all rules. It doesn't matter what you're wearing, how your hair's done up. Doesn't matter that you haven't gotten the marks u wanted, or that your friends have been backbiting. Doesn't matter that you're facing imprisonment up to a year and a half without parole. Nothing matters, except you. Let your wishes soar upwards into the endless blue on the wings of a prayer. Dare to go forward, to claim your ...

Written December 24th, 2008. A friend's abusive boyfriend got into her account and pretended to be her, calling our friendship off. Obviously, he didn't relish the fact that he'd been called abusive. This was my immediate response - she messaged the next day to clear things up. She and I continue to be best friends, and that abusive piece of shit has long since become history.  It's good to be reminded that we do win the occasional important battle.  --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How do you handle the ultimate betrayal? I can still not believe that the words I read just five minutes ago were for real. Not a hoax. Not a joke. What happened? Oh, nothing much. Getting serious, do u think it physically possible for a part of your soul to turn against the other and wound it so deeply that u feel crippled, physically and emotionally? That's what just happened. Oh dear. I for...