You disappeared,
Emotionally -- like a breath --
With no goodbyes;
or observable changes

You disappeared,
Instantly
Like life
--when death had paid a visit --

your sandalwood scent,
Streams of roses,
And sweet smiles
Simmer in my summer memories.

Black sheep, black sheep.
Lucky black sheep.
When the wolf comes to hunt,
IT COMES AT NIGHT.

What more is there to break?,
Once whole I lie now broken to dust dust
On shore awaiting the high tide
To wash away my remains
And spread me upon its surface
To be inhaled, when the whales gasp for air,
To be devoured, by the fish
On their search for moss and plankton
And inside them I shall live; multiplied,
As I am in your memories.

You put me under the most terrible curse and I called it love,
I called it care I called it wonderful.
I thought you cared and fighting my battles,
We groped and kissed
We allegedly loved and missed -each other-
But now I see that all I could've ever been,
Is not the same as what I should be; free.

I know I should let you go,
but me heart still shivers.
You still get to me
But for each of my teeth you broke The magic faded eventually,
And this was the last strike
Farewell lover, farewell love

I just wanna sit quietly on the terrace alone,
And slowly scribble the peace that has come,
As silent as the moon on my evening ride home,
As calm as a rock that's been washed ashore.

Let your ink spill like tears,
And pour out your emotions.
Let it drip the stories untold,
In the most exquisite motions.

Weave your characters,
Intertwine their Fates.
Sew you chapters,
With emotional paints.

Bind the spine,
With the ingredients
Of fine wine
Then let the reader digest