My heart weighs a little over ten ounces
I can tell by the way it beats
It used to be filled with love to the brim
Wave after wave of red splashing on the shore
That love has now been renamed
It is still love, make no mistake, only heavier
The waves are still, silent almost
Barely a ripple runs across the surface
Yet it runs deeper than it ever has
It strains the muscles of my heart
To carry that weight around
For years and years
The heartbeats, like my breaths, turn long and deep
I wonder, even wish sometimes,
If the roles could be reversed
That if Grief could carry my heart
Instead of my heart carrying Grief
Would I feel a little lighter?
Would I feel a little less burdened?
I wonder if Grief is strong enough
To carry a little over ten ounces in its arms
For a single minute
Tag: Heart
Lovers are Entangled Particles

Bees Are Beautiful
I was sleeping with an open mouth
A bee dropped by and headed south
Bees are beautiful
I can feel her now inside of me
She’s flying around my kidney
Bees are beautiful
Bees are intelligent
I’m sure she has a lot of brains
She is controlling all my veins
Bees are beautiful
Bees are intelligent
More beautiful and intelligent
She is making me do things
If I refuse, the brute stings
Bees are beautiful
Bees are intelligent
More beautiful and intelligent
Than any man
She now controls my right hand
She wrote a poem. Did you understand?
The Wise Guru
The family stood divided
Each one against the other
Hatred and bitterness
Filled the atmosphere
They sought help of a guru
Wise and renowned
To end all disputes with
Words deep and profound
The guru chanted mantras
Closed his eyes and prayed
Seemingly spoke to God
The message he out laid
“Right in your backyard
There lies a treasure chest
Dig up as quick as you can
Your woes shall be addressed
The treasure is large and hefty
It will fill your lives with gold
God has blessed your house
Or so I’ve been told”
The whole family took up spades
Began digging the yard
All the disputes went on hold
For they were digging very hard
Now after a week of toil
They didn’t find any chest
No gold in their pockets
No woes were addressed
They stormed to the guru
Who calmly asked them to sit
He said he’d explain it all
If they’d only permit
“A week you spent digging
Not once did you fight
You all worked together
Whether day or night
You didn’t find any treasure?
I say you struck gold
There’re no rubies in your pockets
But unity in your soul”
The family wasn’t convinced
“The week’s over,” they said
“We’ll go back fighting now
Until we’re all dead”
“For a solution,” said the guru
“Which is permanent
Kindly pay at the counter
Free trial’s a week extent”
12 Things For A Beautiful Day
A compliment that makes you fly
A joke that makes you cry
Feeling the warmth of the sun
Snuggling on a couch with a loved one
Smell of beautiful fresh flowers
Singing in the shower
Free time to yourself
Random act of kindness to someone else
Sight of birds flying south
Chocolate melting in your mouth
Sipping coffee while listening to a rainfall
A simple poem to top it all
My Friends Don’t Like My Poems
My friends don’t like my poems
They find it very boring
I don’t know why they read it
I never wrote it for them
Love You More Than Myself
It took some time to realise
I finally reached the point
Where I understood what is really important
I need the blood in my veins
The beat in my heart
And you in my life
I love you more than I love myself
Fate has brought us together
Left us to chart our own path
We’ll break these chains and fly away
Have I ever been so sure?
Have I ever been so selfless?
Have I ever dreamed before?
I love you more than I love myself
Time is passing us by
There is not much to waste
Let us not spend a moment apart
Take my hand and walk with me
Take my heart and breathe with me
Take my soul and stay with me
I love you more than I love myself
If I Was Santa Claus
If I was Santa Claus
I would burst loud guffaws
Instead of going ‘Ho ho ho’
Wherever that I may go
Before the snow thaws
If I was Santa Claus
…
If I was Santa Claus
A revolution I would cause
Make the elves work night and day
To make toys for kids everyday
Have my sleigh drawn by macaws
If I was Santa Claus
…
If I was Santa Claus
I’d make my own laws
I’d diet and get fit
Flaunt and be a hit
To earn myself an applause
If I was Santa Claus
This City Has No Rock & Roll School
This city has no rock & roll school
No rock & roll course
They’re teaching math to fools
Consent being enforced
So I pack my bags now
Wear my blue suede shoes
Pick my guitar and vow
To blow away my blues
This city has no rock & roll school
So I am on my way
To a place where the fools
Have a guitar to play
You Know What Happened In Office Today? #2
You know what happened in office today?
I threw all the work in the bin
Cleared out my desk
Lay my head down and began to think
Of the time I could spend with you instead
We could go to a place
Where the skies are always blue
Grass is always green
We could go scuba diving
Mountain climbing
I would write a song for you
Play it on my guitar
Sing it with all my heart
Make you fall in love with me again
I imagined you in my arms
But you were pushing me away
You were knocking on my head
It felt quite strange
You began to call me names
You were screaming, “Wake up, you moron.”
And then I woke up
My boss was standing over me
With a termination letter in his hand
Time to spend more time with you
