Kaveh – The Unlikely Poet

 Photograph by Nedal Intagram: @Shotbynedal


Photograph by Nedal Intagram: @Shotbynedal

I didn’t give you away to updated metaphors, 

I only just found my self lost in bigger

complexities needing a voice.

I write to you again, this is yours

for the time you were mad at me for

changing the words to a poem I wrote

when I didn’t know how to write poetry,
when all I did was pour a mess onto paper 

hoping the ineptness of my effort would be concealed by your smile – 

because you liked it.

I write to tell you that,

your butterfly wings carry an eagles soar my beautiful, 

I am forever looking yet unable to

find enough expression to describe your resilience 

you hold so much sorrow

in the palm of those two hands, 

Yet, your wrists don’t bend beneath

the weight of memories.

Instead and in silence 

abuse and violence 

holds your childhood

beneath a staircase

blemishing your cavity

you wash away the stains with tears

you’re stronger than I’ll ever be

cause even thought I chase time 

way past its 24th hour daily

and fill my moments with everyone else’s story -except ours-

you were still prepared to stay with me

I just couldn’t hold you ransom to a maybe

So I had to let you go…

and I know you don’t believe me 

when I say this, but it killed me

know that you are the words inside many blank pages to come, 

more than you have already filled 

you are the exclamation to every pause that will give hearts reason to go on. 

I will forever hold you close,

even when you’re inside the embrace of another man 

cause I don’t need hands to feel your pulse.

So I write to you again

To tell you that I am further away 

from certainty than ever before, 

I’m sorry I couldn’t promise you more

like a walk down the isle

I couldn’t bring a future to heal your scars 

because I -myself- am still licking wounds 

wondering 

lost, 
like a wolf, bullet grazed in a jungle far away from home

You must know that

I didn’t give your poem away to updated metaphors,

I only just found my self lost in bigger

complexities needing a voice.

So I write to you again…

This is yours

K.


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Photograph by Nedal Intagram: @Shotbynedal

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