Kindly Embrace

Such a kindly embrace,
A touch than cannot be described.
A feeling that picks us up.

The world gone bright, warm.
Only us.
Diving into the world,
You by my side.
Always ready to catch you,
You there to swing me.

Feeling immense.
Those casual times.
Smallest moments,
Largest feelings.

Caring for one another.
All good when I’m with you.
Ready for the new day,
Till I get to see you again.
Simple and true.

Seeing you in the morning,
Beautiful as ever,
Waking up next to you.

Seeing that smile to start my day.
Making my day.
As a smile laying next to you,
Watching you play,
A small blissful moment,
A moment of us.
Finite, neverending in memory.

A kindly embrace to all of my and your times.
The saddest nights,
Brightest days,
The stormiest depths,
And all the rest.

What a time to be alive.
Being alive.
Full of feeling.

Encapsulated by…
Encapsulated with…
Encapsulated with a kindly embrace.

Being together.

A kindly embrace.
And us together.
The world to be taken,
Step by step.
All for us.

All from a moment.
A kindly moment,
This kindly embrace.


Writing a storyesque poem, thinking of true feelings of love never felt, never felt true.

But a feeling I know, maybe knowing he best part. But the best shines bright on the worst, as long as care is there, the problems fade or at least become cope-able.

Thinking of the feeling I’m ready to give, someone who cares for me the same way.

Listening to heartfelt songs.

Thinking.

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Wasted

Wasted, through my care.
Unrequited,
My care, empty yet felt,
Meaningful in its truth.
But lost all the same.

My feelings wasted,
My feelings spent.
Oh how I cared,
Oh how I care.

Afraid to be hurt again.
Even though I care.

Sad, that how I feel,
All of me,
Wasted.
Sad to see my feelings,
Splayed out across the wall,
The wall of my mind.
A hurtful reminder,
Wasted.

A sadness comes over me,
Seeing you,
Wanting to help you,
Wanting you happy.

But in the end.
All my feelings.
Wasted.


I know it’s a sad poem, I’m not sad, happy, had a good day and tried so hard to help a really good friend. Someone I care about with the whole world.

It’s just a moment, painful, hurtful, overthinking. It will pass, it always does. But the feelings, the care, doesn’t.

But it’s okay, I care. And it’s wasted. I’m wasted.

Do You Know?

Do you know how I feel?
Do you know?
How I feel,
What I think.

Not wanting to hurt someone else,
Through how I feel.
Caring too much,
To ever hurt another.

Those amazing times hanging out.
To merely be there,
In the moment with another.
To care too much for another.

Do you know?
You need space?
You have it.
You need a call?
You have it.

I want to be there,
But also cannot as it hurts.

Hurts but those good times.
Are too good to lose.

Did you know before,
Seeing you with him,
Inviting me along to watch,
To see how you felt with him.
Did you know how I felt?
How it made me feel,
Happy, to see you happy,
Sad that it wasn’t,
Self destructive to keep watching.
All in the past now.

I am better now,
But.
Did you know?
Do you know?

I know,
I feel,
I felt.

Maybe I need to go.
But I don’t want to.
I’m so much better,
That’s the point.

I want someone who cares,
Who is there,
As they’d know I would always be for them.
Who cares.

Do you know?

Caring to Goodbye

Caring to goodbye,
An attempted end,
Seeing you, close to another,
Saddens, yet also fills me with joy.
Knowing yu can be happy,
Even as I wish I could do that.

Knowing I care,
But caring hurts.
Knowing you,
But knowing it’s not good for me.
But also it is.
The best feeling,
Unparalleled in simple beauty.
Also dark,
In the overthinking of my mind.

I will miss the good times,
The helping, understanding friend.
Who never understood,
Never will,
How much I care.

I wish you to be better,
Wanting to avoid dragging you down.
A silent, caring goodbye.
Ended but darkness.
Abrupt and unknown,
May be the best solution.

But I don’t mind.
As long as you can be happy.

I care,
No matter if I try not to.
I care,
Even if I fool myself I don’t.
I care,
Enough to a painful goodbye I’ll never say.
Never say, to help you.

Easier to forget someone you hate,
Why you make it so difficult for me.
I can never hate you.
I have tried.
I will try most likely.

Wanting to avoid, when you find someone you care for,
That will break me inside,
But also make me happy, to see you happy.
I need to escape,
To save myself the pain.

A question awaiting answer,
Put off until recently,


I am better, sad poem, maybe but I’m not sad. Sad that this may be a last goodbye, but wishing all the best and as always all my care. But I need to let go, of what is good but never true.

Again, I’m okay but need to let go, of what I hoped but is never true. To live in the light and truth.

Last Good Moment

A last good moment,
Savouring every second of bliss,
The care,
The feeling.

Always hoping for your best,
And in so doing,
Showing mine.

The care,
A last good moment,
Good night,
Seeing you smile,
Lighting up my world.

Cherishing this last good moment.
In my memory.
A beautiful moment,
Many, beautiful moments.

Cherished.
Loved.
Remembered.
Kept.
Beautiful.

Kept.
Along with all those smallest moments.
The small chats,
Sweetest moments.

Some of the best memories,
I have ever made.
Some of the best moments,
I have had the pleasure of living.

Moments that will be missed.
Moments, of everything.
The last good moment.


Written. Night of the 7th December. Leaving to publish later. To see if I can, continue with more than just a memory.

Published night of the 10th, thinking, wondering, more poems for tonight, to ask and try to answer, where am I, what do I feel, what I want to do, what I should do and what do I need to do. With my closest friends saying one thing- my mind too, and my heart telling me the other.

Too Much Care

The moment I realise my lie,
Caring too much,
Caring more than I can say.
It being unwanted?
Perhaps.

Caring alone.
Thinking of my past mistakes.
The mistake of me,
Putting in too much care.

Not realising before,

That it wasn’t wanted.

Something I tried not to see.
Because it hurt.
Thinking,
Is it worth it.

Caring when it isn’t wanted.


Overthinking, the past and present, what I should do. Just thinking . Especially when I cannot help.

Don’t worry, it’ll pass, this overthinking. As it always does.

Poetry Of Being

Poetry of being,
Liiving the moment,
Content in existence.

Thinking back,
Standing.
Back there,
You there mere steps away,
Side turned away,
Laughing,
Total beauty,
Just as you are,
Just you,
For you.

Then it hits me.
What natural picturesque beauty,
That I’ve managed to stumble across.
Thinking back across all those blissful moments shared.
Back to the moment we first met.

That very first moment,
Your beauty clear,
To me then as now.
But you truly shined,
Only once getting to know you.
The you behind the beauty.
The truest beauty to be found.

The beauty of a person behind,
Behind the shroud of not knowing.
The truest beauty to be found.
And then the songs sang.
The poetry of the world opened up.

To pick me up.
To give my all,
In everything I do.
Poetry of being.


Thinking, happy, of being, love, feelings. The truest feeling, to see beauty beyond the pretty face, beyond the beautiful body. The beauty of being; personality, smiles, crying. To know someone better and truer, in their times both happy and sad. There isn’t a better feeling.

This feeling isn’t everything, but it makes everything that much better.

Poem made listening to Beautiful Birds and Anywhere by Passenger

Wish I Could Show

Wish I could show,
Show how I care,
To show what I feel.
Show what I mean.

Wish I could explain,
Explain.
Your beauty.
To show you,
How I feel,
What I mean.

Show how you make me feel,
How you make me better.
Hoping I make you happy.

This world,
Full of uncertainty,
One thing I know.
How I feel.
In a world full of uncertainty.

Should I show?
Or should I erase?
Having tried before,
It failed,
When you came back into my life.

Wish I could show.
Wishing I.
Wishing I could show you,
What I feel,
What I mean.

Wishing I could show you.