April 17th

Today will have to be more like a prose in regards to the Boston attack

If I were to carve my head wide open, I will find names I did not know made me.

I recently told my friend how, cruel documentaries could turn me into some absurd irrational person capable of inflicting pain towards another human being who could not, with all their hearts on their chest, beating organically like us, shows compassion towards another life form.

The verisimilitude of me, resenting people at times like those, is high. Lol!
However, I, no matter in what circumstances and instances, is in fact, glad to be human. I just don’t think that sometimes, it’s something to be proud of. Haha!

Moreover, news this morning made me took a walk and find refuge under the shade of a huge tree. Wherein, lightness and darkness simultaneously touched my skin as the wind took the leaves to dance to console me. This is the kind of tree that no matter how I strive to embrace wouldn’t allow me to. My hands could cradle one of the most precious gift of life, yet I can’t hug a tree. Which made me question my ‘abilities’ as a ‘human’ being. Then I close my eyes as the wind gently blows away my hair and whispers behind my ears, ” Karla, your hands may have graced the most treasured gifts you humans could have traced your hands with, and that is fine, but for us, you are the most invaluable, delicate present we could ever had. Allow us, the privilege to make you feel it so.” (Ahh!! this is probably one of the best part of being human, i told myself) and before I could even start analyzing things, I realized I was being nestled by nature’s loving arms, in the form of a tree…and my worry that by the time it is quiet, much will have been said and nothing will have been done, finally subsided…

April 16th

I never meant to make you cry

I presume love would exalt us
that hope will direct our growth
with grace to shelter our hearts
and faith to an everlasting us….

If you could rip my chest open
you’d know it’s constantly broken
from the moment we’ve been apart
to this day I’m breathing my heart

We- were both shattered to pieces
I can not feel something, you can not
and if I have mourned a thousand nights
you dreaded light when it yields to the dusk

I feel them all, yet more-
you succumbed to desolation’s call
We didn’t mean to torment us
and this love to burn us whole-

still, a journey we bravely walked on
by the end of my life, I’ll engross a history
where once upon a time, there was you and me
that even destiny, would never disagree….

“I never meant to make you cry”-
was all you could say, you know what’s better?
I know we both made each other cry
and to top that? We agreed we’d do it over
if it meant together, once more…

©Bluesirie 20130415

April 15th

something out of nothing

“This makes me jealous!”
a fellow blurted
a smirk grew upon my face
as I reminisce those dainty days

Is- this love sufficient
to make a man envious
decoding a spilled ink
I poured out for you?

Is- living my life
to be summed up by you
sheltering covenants made- enough
to show my devotion on you?

Because sometimes, goodness sometimes
I wish you knew
I’d make something out of nothing
if it meant, just to be with you…

©Bluesirie 201304

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April 14th

Beaten Path

It must have been onerous
to mature as you are
the agony of living alone
leaning on no one

I couldn’t write your pain
how you weep inside
why hope become a stranger
and love you couldn’t meet

It scares me
to unravel a suffering
that could break me
in the process of discovering

But, allow me to- hold you
in ways no one ever could
in details you’ll treasure
in an infinite moment times infinity

and I swear, goodness I swear
I will dive in your pool of ache
cherish your every scars
one by one
by one by one-

for they have beaten a path that-
leads to a long lost
me…

©Bluesirie 201304

April 13th

Mentor Me

Spirituality
Possibility
Dissonance
Impermanence

He drove me unto these
I learned a thing or two
but it wasn’t ’till he’s gone
occured to me what he’s done

The tender hearted,
an arm always extended,
from time, forever suspended-
for you, have departed

but you’ll live in my heart
with the knowledge you impart
the memories we shared
how you invariably cared

Mentor me a thing or two
matters not, I’ll remember you
for you’ve impacted my life,
helped me, depleted my strife…

©Bluesirie

April 12th

July

The day I saw you
crying in the rain
publicly-
announcing to the world
that I was all you needed-

you wrecked me

The way your feet
no matter how gently it landed
on every fallen leaves in autumn
-would feel like
-would crush like

softly breaking
in a symphony
of full destruction

and on that faithful month of July
along with your fav’rite song
I was
and forever will be-
yours…

©Bluesirie 20130412