ahintofpoetry

ahintofpoetry Mar 28

Tears

I could cry
My whole life
For you,
But you would not stand
At my funeral
When it only rains.

ahintofpoetry Mar 23

Solstice

Though at last,
The years of ice are breaking,
Will I drown in depth down,
Or was I already,
And breath for the first time.

Where am I now and where am I heading to?

ahintofpoetry Mar 21

Lies of the Mind

The lips lie,
The hands fight,
And the soul cries
Of a heart denied.
Oh my mind,
Will I survive.

ahintofpoetry Mar 21

For I have sinned

I wish I could tell I love you,
and to be yours alone,
But your hands reached to
your God instead,
and you will never know,
I'm laying crushed and crippled,
rotting under His throne.

ahintofpoetry Mar 20

Rise

Lift the body
And the mind follows
Since the mind is heavier
But it is not alone
With the body
You have you

ahintofpoetry Mar 19

Verkering

Control is a moment fleeting,
A fading feeling in-between fate.
Therefore, it's said that love just happens.
Clearly, it's a lie too great.
"F*ck you, my puppeteer..
A Fool you make of Me!"
But when I look up,
I see the strings strung tight
around fingertips of mine.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Don't look back to me like that at all.
"Who is to blame of the land?
Why, it seems control was in your hand.."

'Verkering' is Dutch for relationship, but it's older meaning isn't used any more in this time, which is 'something that happened'. It inspired me to write this poem.

#love #control #responsibility #fate

ahintofpoetry Mar 19

Lift of the Body

The moon and sun fall every day,
not because they failed,
but because it is
Natural.
Rise again,
And walk on two feet in midday

*Oedipus