When I finally let you go
I found peace of mind.
I found a peace within me where once there were numerous questions.
My tears have found peace
And most tears I cry now are for joy.
Where I used to have a knot for fear of not being with you,
I am now able to breathe easily.
I found peace the moment I let you go.
When I realised you were the chaos
I was able to appreciate the silence.
I am now at peace with myself
And you are now just a lesson on an old page in my book.
The story was told and so it ended
I reread it a thousand times,
Or maybe more.
So the pages again I turned
Carefully my mind took it all
As my imagination flew
He was speaking to her
She knew it in her heart
But he only lived on the pages
Reality tore her apart
He’s in books
On pages and my thoughts
He’s smart and annoying
Arrogant yet humble
Human enough and yet, still a dream
Where for art thou?
Exam was coming and I had to study
Could not wait for a study buddy
Had to work hard to get good grades
Had to do this on my own, without anyone’s aid
So I took my book and flipped it open
But Math was too hard that I sat there frozen
I took the next book that I could find
Science was of no help to my confused mind
I tried History, but alas to my fears!
I was “this” close to tears
I gave up in trying to study
I think I’ll just wing it,
that would be a lot easier.
like an open book you tore me open
bold enough to put highlights on my words
as if you comprehend what they mean
you read on without understanding
brain, empty as a drum
you see the cover page and instantly think
otherwise of knowing further
as if I have scales that hurt, you throw me aside
to be left in the dark corner
’til dust settles and covers me whole
my pages you rummaged, not careful of hurting me
you measure my capacity
by the thickness of the pages I hold
what do I hold?
what do I speak of?
have you even grasped the knowledge I shared?
the secrets I held?
I kept my secret in a notebook
the one with papers of different kind
bound by hand
a gift from you
I wrote how much it meant to me
because it came from you
I wrote how I truly felt about you
how I see you as more than a friend
I divulged everything
and that notebook kept it safe
and it still does
now that I lost you to another
this notebook that you gave me
is my closest friend
and the secrets it holds will forever be
just there until the pages fade
and it’s lost to nothing but memories
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!
Rough, old, battered and bruised
Crumpled, scratched and sometimes misused
Written, erased……forgotten by time
Going down in history, a mountainous climb
Beat up, worn out and torn apart
Mend it or break it, it’s written from the heart
The truth and the lies
All written in the pages of life
I read a book which I thought was funny
It’s a good book to read when the day is sunny
It is about a cat with a very silly hat
Who’s quite curious and loves to chat
He’s quite cheerful and also mischievous
He can be very annoying funny and oh so frivolous!
He can teach you that reading is fun
You’ll enjoy the ABC’s once he’s done
Th cat also has a friend named Sam
His full name is Sam I am
He’s a persistent lad, I should let you know
He doesn’t easily take the answer “NO”
He’ll let you try green eggs and ham
He might even let you try it with jam
Perhaps a bit of delicious spam
On top of a tree or across a beaver dam
I had a good laugh reading the book
Until my little nephew, away with it he took
I’m sure he’ll love to read such a funny and wonderful book