Only love..

They were breathing love,
with the calmness of the night ocean.
Their feelings like free birds,
were guiling every boundary.

Beknown of everything but the fate of love,
feeling the rain of every emotion;
not taking the vows of world absurd,
reigning thoughts of the otherwise, coming secondary.


Unsaid rumblings…..

He had his own reasons,
that he didn’t let me know.
The trust he could have in me,
he could never stow.
I know him but never let him know,
He knows me but the level of depth
he has reached in me though.
He could bestow me with the truth
but chose to leave in chaos,
that’s the stand that I could never uncross. He anticipates me full of love, withering himself away from that art.
I understand him in my heart
but those unsaid rumblings work as dart.