How to Write a Love Poem

Step 1: Find your rhymes

They’re usually hidden

In the curves of a woman on the dance floor

Only she’s not on a dance floor

She’s head banging at a show to your favourite rock band

But let’s face it

In your head she’s dancing in slow motion to Ed Sheeran

Her hair is making music in the air ripe with the sweat of a thousand metal heads

And all you can hear is the symphony

Echoing across the hall every time her head rises and falls

Step 2: Stare at her

Not in a creepy I’d-like-to-see-you-naked kind of way

But like your life depended on it

Like you are desperate to catch the words coming out of her mouth

Even if those words are shouts of “zombie! Zombie!”

Like you want to hold those words in your hands

And whisper back into your clenched fists

Like you’d whisper sweet nothings into her ear

Look carefully for contours on her face

They are lines that are slowly turning into a poem

And then look away

And find out how ugly the world looks without her in the frame

Step 3: Wait for the words to come to you

Don’t walk over just yet

She isn’t ready to hear the words that make her essence

She still thinks it’s the concert rocking the world

Instead write a poem in your head

About the light beaming out of her into space

The launch pad of your inter-galactic adventure!

And smile as you imagine her slowly turning into the very words you’ve written

Sailing away into the mosh pit

Step 4: Don’t be afraid

Don’t fear rejection

Because by now she is already your poem

She is an unrelenting muse

The Galatea to your Pygmalion

The Helen of your Troy

In your mind She has already won you the Trojan War

She is the Wonder Woman, your Amazonian Goddess

And you the damsel in distress

Step 5: Walk over

No, Drift.

Drift towards her like you are the wave

And the crowd – an ocean

A relentless force pulling you to her shores

Listen to the music raining on you like a cloud burst

And flow, just flow till the beats take you to her

And when the music stops for a second

And all you hear is the pounding of your heart

Turn to her as you turn the page in your mind

And start a new poem with

Hi!

Video performed at a recent poetry slam

Pieces

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

A silence broken only by pieces of our lives

Exhaled

A piece of you and a piece of me

Intertwined

By the dimming twinkles of the fairy string lights

If you squint

They would look like fireflies

There is a peace in this room

Darkness

That saves itself in shadows behind packed

Boxes

Our hands don’t touch

Each other

They aren’t supposed to after decades

Together

Our life has written all it can on our faces

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

These walls are looking new to me

Each day

Your face is slowly fading further into the fog

Everyday

But here is what I know in the depths of my heart

Your pieces

Have stayed in this rusty mind of mine

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

Fact: every time you exhale

You die

Your soul waits for a moment

For takers

Then crawls right back into your skin

Into life

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

Because my soul is slowly holding on

To yours

And every time I exhale it takes longer

To come back

As if deciding, whether

It’s worth it

Ah! But I forget the piece in this room

Tonight

The only piece of you my mind doesn’t

Let go

You see when souls are together

For this long

It doesn’t matter which piece goes to

The reaper

There is a peace in this room

Tonight

My life has been lived and your death’s

Dying

With creeping breath I now know what will

come to pass

Your soul will preserve mine inside your deliciously

Ancient skin

 

She

She

Hides behind

Thinly veiled smiles

Talks of flowers

And knives

In the same stale breath

Envisions a death

She

Is Athena

Ethereal and yet – very real

Is her mirror’s favorite subject

And yet in her mind it rejects

Her

Voice sounds like an angel

When its busy not sounding like a mongrel

Walk is a swift breeze

And is also an easy tease

She

Is a merciful vengeance

A heart’s cold resurgence

Runs away from affection

And yet longs for an aching affliction

She

Is a vessel brimming with hope

With who you have decided to elope

Doesn’t always swing both ways

But you will take your chance today

She

Is slowly moving away

To your heart’s dismay

She

Is looking at you

Like you are the new Taboo

She

Doesn’t want this dance

Was never hinting at a romance?

She

Wishes to unsee

The desperation for love that is – me

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Perhaps

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Perhaps love grows
In conversations
Or in smiles
Or in ambiguous persuasions

In my stupid mind
I first fall then rise
Ebbing and flowing in waves
Of dreamy sighs

And then on starry nights
Under the yellow lamp posts
I slowly give in
And abandon my unholy ghosts

The voices are quiet
For now
They await the slow destruction
Of the written word’s flow

They only know darkness
Found shadows
Under bright lights
And never let the night go

Perhaps now in the eternal sunshine
Of a mind sans blemishes
They slowly unravel
And surrender to the heart’s wishes

Tiny Notes

In my weird daily cosmos

There exist tiny pieces of yellow

One that thanks me for memories

Others that say I love you

 

Before you leave this room

Past the sea of unread notes

I wonder if they breathe at night

Sigh and smile like lovely ghosts

 

I read one and gaze ahead

The second I tape to my wall

Another lies etched in my dream

That’s the one that rules them all

 

It reads of promises

Of undying faith.

Whispers in the breeze

and takes my breath away…

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I am the light

In the depth of the dark

I don’t pray for a nightmare

In the middle of a dream

But sometimes we need the darkness

For lights to stream

In

I am sometimes the beauty

Behind the sickly lies

Another push and I will be done

Another drink in me

And you will be the one

For sometimes we need

A million endings to begin

I am your tears

At the end of a tough day

I am also your smile

Blushing crimson in love

I thrive in the depths of your mind

Inside the folds of endless treasure troves

I cautiously breathe in

In the tiny air

It feels small

To be dreaming of life

Inside a tin box

I dream of eternity

Inside your clocks

In

This moment

I live I die

I breathe

I fly

I keep

Secrets in my dreams; in this moment

I let you in….

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Promises

love-yourself

I will lurk in the shadows

Under the brazen sky

And in the depths of the night

I’ll raise you up high

I won’t attempt to rhyme my love

With fluffy dispassionate lies

And when my darkness descends upon me

I will let you be my light

I will not try to hold back

When I can let go

I will not overthink each word said

When I can smile and say thank you

When the roads are bleak

I will come around the bend

I will let you into my book of love

Held together with our souls as bookends

At the edge of our mortal time

I will hold your hand in mine

I will be fearless when facing gloom

And let you make me smile

I will laugh away anxiety

Dance without a rhythm

I promise to love myself first

Before I let you fall in

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