You drowned me in a whirlpool of emotions, engulfing
me in the exhilarating sensations of falling in love.
It felt so vivid, like stepping into another realm of
consciousness where the boundaries between reality and
fantasy blur.

Perhaps, it could have been yet another *******, an
intoxicating experience that thrived in the depths of
my subconscious. And amidst this haze of desire,
life appears like a pristine white sheet, evoking a sense of
responsibility to keep it unsullied and untarnished.

Like a diligent custodian, I struggle to navigate the
complexities and challenges that threaten to soil its
purity, to maintain its pristine condition.

I went on a date today,
Another painstakingly empty promise of a better tomorrow.

I went on a date today,
And tried my best not to be filled with sorrow.

I felt bad for my date today,
His sincere compliments echoed in the emptiness of my heart.

What a gem, he was, my date today,
Offering everything I looked for in you, without being asked.

I watched as my date today,
Searched my eyes for a sign of warmth and affection

But to his disappointment, my date today
Only saw 2 pools of black that concealed the pain of her heart's deception.

As I stared blankly at my date today,
I briefly wondered why it couldn't be him

Because at the end of the date today,
I know I'll tell him I don't want any strings

I still went on that date today,
Shoving my feelings down, learning to hate you and letting my wits rise above.

But at the end of the day,
My hatred for you is just a blurred word for love.

I

alone and happy on the 14th
i rise to the occasion; as it's
beautiful rose

II

roses that are red, and violence not so
new. sugar lips of a nightmarish diabetic kiss,
but what stops a love sick fool

               ..i sit back, and watch the view

III

a heart made of steel
someone stole your heart easily, cos you're
leaving the windows of your eyes so open;
there's going be a lot of robberies this
Valentine's day

IV

here's to a valentine red:

red as the flags of one you
should avoid with caution
red as the daring run of emotions
being chased by a bull
red as the tomato of a terrible first
kiss, causing acid reflux
red as the overdrawing of your account
all to prove you value someone for a day

V

"would you be my Valentine,"
he asked her on his knees

A chuckle she gave, "tis these only
few times I have a man on his knees,
afterwards spoiling me with dinner and
eating out"

                                               wink, wink.

he walked silently to the nook of my heart where i was most vulnerable. he ignited a candle light in a room that had been damp and gloomy. his thoughts were conveyed with a light touch. in his heart, he had nothing but love to give. his arms were a pleasant surprise. one who is not afraid to take risks. as time went on and despite my best efforts, i was becoming increasingly dwindling. my heart rate has slowed down.

i felt safe in his presence, and he shielded my emotions while strengthening his inner soul. he inspired me in my fierce battle against the knife of loneliness. his tender kiss washed over me. it was his palm that rested on my soul. in the hope of a new beginning on walkways painted in soft pastel colors scented with jasmine and marigolds, framed by the sunsets of deepest blue sky.

You are my flower in bloom;

Beautiful, Evocative and Unfurling.

Thrilled, wrapt, beguiled,
bruised, broken, lost,
tempest toss’d
or star-sky smitten,
it’s your heart we love alone

even if it feels so,
you never are x

In the midst of this fleeting crowd, I

Lived like a hermit in seclusion, in search
of truth and purpose, saving the
vestiges of the bygone era, but one day you
entered in that hermitage like a deer, onwards

You became to me what stars are to the sailors,
Or gravity to earth, or library to an aspirant,
Under the shade of your love, I want to grow.

I give you this knackered heart
and hold yours in return
as we bumble from supermarket to sofa
and all sweet pointlessnesses in between

the odd flashes of glamour
we submit to, bemused
fuel the common love
of early nights, remote controls
and daft chatter