18/02/2020
I know, love, there are people who you love.
There are people who you love, like I, who did some things wrong,
I, and just the rest of us, gave you pain at some point,
Love, I was wrong, for leaving you behind,
Leaving a promise held up high,
Leaving the things we cradled, things we loved.
Love, there were people who left you behind,
Left you to yourself, left the tears behind your eyes.
Love, I look at myself, and I cry,
How could I have hurt you, what have I done.
Nights that I often wondered
It was more than the evil eye by someone,
That caused a heartache in between,
The burning in your soul, the chills in mine.
The silence in between.
My soul still sings for you,
Yearns for you, is intertwined,
Is connected, still lies in between the quietness, between the silence, the distance you keep from me.
I know I've sinned multiple time,
That I got blinded by the world once,
And you and I will never forget it,
Because there is fear that holds both of us,
And the anguish within you that dwells each time,
Burns and skins me even more.
We both share this one scar we try aiding,
But it won't leave us all.
Let's sit tonight, around the flame,
Among the cold breeze and snow, the blizzard.
My heart in your hand,
my head in your hand,
Do as you please.
Sincerely,
Your Zai.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Handwritten | Poetry & Prose
PuisiH.R #3 IN TOLD | A collection of the told and untold, the hidden and revealed, but everything - all this and everything else - written down in solemn words, in phrases, compiled and collected as poetry and prose.
