How do I tell my love in a poem?
When my heart beats fast… It is louder than crashing vessels.
In making heaven, I left a stain there, a tear.
A broken symphony in all my songs.
But I’m waiting, to reach the stars in your eyes were your promises breath.
I am walking in the dark, my son on my hand.
It’s late and the moon stares.
I close my eyes to remember the horror of the night.
The men that pulled my hair, skin, laughed in my ears.
The piercing pain…
I see the shadows, my eyes widen.
“We won’t touch you because of your son”
My heart bleeds like this, no one can know how I mourn.
The pain in my back is alive.
The world makes me a man but I am a boy.
A boy in need of a Mother
I am running fast, my little legs carrying me to lengths.
I am light and the birds follow me.
The music of the trees should be enough.
But I am slipping to the memories of old.
When I was a man buried in worries and wrongs.