Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Weight Upon The Eyes.

I tend to return. And at such an hour, I'm unsure of the effects that will take place on my body later towards the day, what's with work to think about.

"Hurriedly, profoundly, you found me.
Moments of shallow, murky swims,
Together, a discovery had been made,
I fell in love in an instance.


Hurriedly, unusually, you gained my trust.
Moments of creation of moments,
Together, expectations increased unsaid,
I felt the joy, truly.


Hurriedly, subtly, you disappeared.
Moments of great hopes, fly-by-fly joy,
Together, something shattered,
I fell, in an instance."

Always, I have to take the bumpy routes to learn the lessons of my life. The lessons being taught mostly along the terms; insecurity, confidence, and expectations. A refresher was made for me to attend, and passed  I sure did. Happy, I am that it wasn't too emotional or chaotic of a journey that was made (tending my past history), a sigh of relief. Yet, I can't help but fall in torturous joy each time I'm given a proposition of sweet poison (go figure a word replacement, a shy cover!). An understanding that life has brought us out into the open as individuals and to it we shall return, as we were brought forth. A journey we can share but obvious bold lines be there to the amounts we cannot incorporate. I humble myself, yet a slave too have hopes and dreams.