I saw you and wanted to say hello
But instead I looked the other way
I longed for you to greet me by name
But all we did was pass each other by
Heat like a burning iron
Seared through my heart
Scorching the soft flesh –
The intensity of which
Left me begging for mercy
My unwiped tears left to
Dry themselves away
It has been suggested that I am “too intense”
I have no idea how to be less intense
And whether I should even try
But I guess being less intense could be more fun
How does one go about being less intense?
Greens and blues and brown and black
Whites and greys and shades of bright
Nature’s force is on display
In trees and leaves and birds and bees
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Forces of Nature.”
You have no idea what lays behind the mask I wear
You wear a mask
You do not show
The man you are
I could not know
The man you are
Remove the mask
Reveal the soul
Behind those eyes
Or stay hiding
If that is
Your choice
Missing my mum
Missing my dad
Missing a life I no longer have
Feeling sad
Missing my family
Missing my home
Missing lives that no longer live
Feeling alone