If you can't do as you wish, do as you can.
Always is a word suited for
You and me is what I thought.
I don’t do love poetries
You and I both know that.
But ever since I saw those eyes
And all of it’s shades
I really couldn’t stop.
But maybe now I have to,
Cause I’m not in love!
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© 15/02/19 The Rendezvous Club
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I’m not a great story teller
But I do write stories
Actually I just write our story
In a million different ways
And every time it ends the same
With you breaking my heart
And mending it again,
To break it even more
To hear it crack,
To write your name
Against each broken pieces of my heart
And call it yours, while
You don’t give me yours.
You dance with me and
Disappear as I twirl,
While my loose hair
Unties from the bun,
You leaves me standing there
In that dress and messed up hair.
While I dance to the slow sad music
” Silence ” and still feel your breath there
In the room.
As time flies by,
The stories they change
You and I are to blame.
And under this moonlight dome
I sit and write,
Another one of our story
Not to be read by you
But to be felt by pain and
I mourn you
Just the same.
©10-02-19 The Rendezvous Club
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I remember the day when my whole world came crashing down on me. When my yesteryears sin came knocking on my door and I let it in. when I let it hold me and take control of me and made space for it in my heart, again. Walking past the dead cells caused by cuts and bruises which has not yet turned into a dried up scar and is still raw, I could sense death. The doom of me was lurking in ever corner and i could find traces of that in my skin which was once alive and glowing. I could foresee the impending death of the purity in my soul, which I had gained through years of resistance and repentance.
I tried resisting my heart , but the words that darkness painted in front of me made it hard for me to resist the temptation. I tried pulling by the chain, which once helped me contain my inconsistent heart but with every pull my heart ached and so did I and I finally gave in. I opened the door and I gave in.
Now I lay here collapsed at the center of my youth, not being able to pick myself up from my putrid vomit of my sin, begging my Lord to give me one more chance and to restore my strength again, while the air was filled with asphyxiating stench of betrayal.
“I am sorry”.
©8-2-19 The Rendezvous Club
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I think I’m in love with you.
It was unexpected
I just stumbled upon,
Your kind heart and fell,
Fell into your arms
And I’ve been residing in your heart,
Ever since then.
You gave me a permanent smile
Dressed me in pink
Hugged me tight
Made me forget the past and the future.
And my legs never stopped floating
Ever since you met me and
Ever since we journeyed together,
The same way and to the same place,
Into each other’s arms.
I think I’m in love with you.
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©2/02/2019 The Rendezvous Club
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You are driving me nuts
And you don’t know it
You are the chaos in my
Midnight dreams and
I’m stuck in an
Endless loop now.
It’s all black around
But white is a part of you
That became the destructive
Beautiful lines inside my palms,
Even the dark side of the Moon is
Not nearly as vague as you are.
You are the pink blooming flower
Amidst the while lilies and orchids
Of yesteryears deja Vu,
And I can hear your diaphanous heart
Calling out for my name
In the serenity of calmness.
Shhhh. . . .
Listen carefully
It’s the sound of mayhem!
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© 25/01/19 The Rendezvous Club
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Just come back
When you are done
I’ll wait here,
Till, my memories of you
Are no more
In my head, my heart
My skin and my breath.
In this scorching heat of pain
I’ll wait here remembering
Your love
I’ll wait under the shade
Of your memories,
To make new ones again
With you.
I will wait
Till the ends of eternity.
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©14/01/19 The Rendezvous Club
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When everything was lost
I turned to him
I asked him to open his arms
And hold it straight
So that I could feel safe
On Earth’s face
At least for a while
At least for a while.
But he chose to bend down
And take a stone in his hand
Not a perfectly round one
One with ragged edges
And he
Threw it on my face
It made me bleed in red so light
And it did hurt but
I’m thankful to him
Because it brought me back to reality
stoned me backed to reality.
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© 28/12/18 The Rendezvous Club
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