3.31.2009

Was It a Coincidence?

Why this crush?

Was it a coincidence?

Meeting you here,

After periods of anguish.


Always thinking only you,

I always do,

But you will not know,

As knowing you will never know.


What are you doing here?

My drumbeat sped off,

Am I in wrong place?

But why are you here?


My little heart reluctant,

But why this crush?

Continues beating rush,

And this night.


And this night especially,

Intense,

Just wanting a seat next to you,

Be forever today.


Though I knew,

We were never close,

Will never have been,

But you are close to my heart.


In every heart beat,

Though thick and rush,

In every way you appear,

Though vague and hush.


I always longing only you,

Always do,

Why this coincidence?

Why this crush tonight?


I really like you.

Not just yesterday,

Not just tomorrow,

But forever today.

3.30.2009

Broken Heart

Red colour,

Colour of my blood,

My broken heart.


Needle and stitch,

Weaving,

With tears and forlorn love.


Weaving,

Me into you,

You into me sealing.


Looking up,

From starlight,

To your blue eyes.


Blue eyes; blue tears,

Red shots; red blood,

Colour of languor.


Gazing starlight,

Millions miles height,

Shining my eyes bright.


Scooping,

The reflection

Of my tears.


Blurry

Grey window

With falling rain.


Cold snap of wind,

The window pane flew,

From the silent night.


The shadows,

Following the moving rose,

In silvery night.


Shadows of winds,

Loosen stray,

Naked unembarrassed in dimmer motorway.


Memory down the past,

Along the lone alley,

Where loneliness rally.


How shall I call this?

Sadness,

Bliss,

Her presence missed.


Longing for a ring ring bell,

My awaited lover could tell,

Knocking but the windy cold spell.


Stars dozing,

Lullaby wind whistling,

Asleep before the dwindling darkling.


Written by: Kent and Renaye-8 March 2009

3.07.2009

First Time I Saw You

You must not know,

The first time I saw you,

From the lobby,

Where queues are norms,

In the morning,

Scurrying to join,

The norms,

You were on little scooter,

I know,

It was ocean blue,

Of body paint,

I knew,

That I never knew,

You could be the one,

I want to spend the days with,

But this heart,

Is just so breakdown,

Of your reluctance,

And my stubbornness,

To this day,

We are apart,

After you depart,

But I never parted,

Of my feelings,

That you are the one,

I want to spend my life with.