Month: October 2015

To you I do bequeath

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

barren wasteland

For you my beautiful daughter

This barren estate I bequeath to you

Vast, desecrated land without any water

And as for food, this specially enhanced  pill  will do.

I’ve left my jewelry box with my pair of gold rings

I’m not sure if they will have much worth

In the new and priceless internet of things,

But no gold will you find again buried in the earth.

I’ve built a cooling fridge in your favorite spot.

At this stage I can’t be totally sure

But you may need to hide in it when it gets too hot,

And you’ll need my full armor to fight the climate war.

But most precious of all, I leave my Mac

And hope that you’ll discover a problem solving App

You might even be able to bring me back

So that I can help you clear up all my crap.

Finding the wildness in you

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

When the wildness in me found

the wildness in you, we burned

like smokeless fire,

licking and lapping, leaping, and bounding

Wildly free.

Our wings opened up and we flew,

to the sky, soaring and tumbling, we knew,

that the unexpected would become the familiar

and all our fears and concerns would be lost.

As we floated

on barges of feathery clouds.

As we rose to greater heights,

our spirits still roaming free,

we knew that we’d get too close to the sun

and our Daedalus wings would finally melt.

We agreed that we’d take the fall.

Such exhilaration

Was worth paying the ultimate price.

So time has come for us to wait,

for the next time that you and I will meet,

when the wildness in you finds

the wildness in me once again.

Dare to love

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

white horse

Dare to find your soul

Reach across and trust

Dare to share your secrets

Explore your wanderlust

Dare to climb the highest mountains

Find new depths in you

Dare to explore your life’s passions

Respond to the hunger in you

Dare to love with your heart

Exploring its greatest longings

Dare to rise to the challenge

Of what destiny asks of you.

Letting it go

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

A truth finally revealed,

So many things concealed

In the sealed depths of my mind,

So much meaning still undefined.

But now that I have come to know

What happened so many bleak years ago

I stand and watch the old house as it falls,

Seeing the cracks in the foundations and the walls.

I see  the worn stained threads of the human fabric

Mismatching colors, frayed ends, all so tragic

And after all the tears and unsolicited fears,

Acceptance settles me after many wasted years.

In the gloom and dankness of those rooms

I sweep up the clutter and cobwebs with my brooms

The time for fairytales and missed birthday cakes

Is no longer an important part of old heartaches.

Time has come to gather remnants to heap upon the pyre

Hear the crackle, smell the smoke and watch the fire,

As it consumes and burns all the anger, hurts and pains

Until only the fine residue of  ash is all that remains.

With wings of forgiveness and peace, I am letting it go!

Banish the dreams of that empty house, with memories of  woe

Renew with new building blocks and no walls made with straw

Let the Sunshine stream in through the freshly painted door!

In pursuit of love

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

In pursuit of love I tried to run

from the ordinary,

the mundane,

the drab of life’s existence,

dressed in my new clothes.

I saw love lurking in the shadows

furtively blending into the dark.

He moved like a bandit,

crouched like a sly cat

too elusive for me to catch.

Then the madness consumed me,

wanting so badly

for you to love me madly.

Beyond the world of reality,

in quest of the love in my dreams.

There were streets filled with people,

stridently stepping  like me.

Turning dark corners,

ducking through  alleyways,

sniffing for their opiate,

Stealing others’ needles for their dreams.

When I woke up to the ordinary,

I cried into my pillow, disappointed

that this was just a bad dream.

So I take out a clean sheet of paper

and doodle throughout the day.

Maybe tomorrow and the day

after  – I’ll finally find you,

synchronistically searching for me,

The one who is not complete and whole

until he finds the other side of me.

My treasure box of things

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

With mixed emotions

I cleared my treasure box of things,

A photograph of my favorite chair

Where our love story unfolded.

A copy of a photograph,

Symbolic  of my love’s tenderness.

The blue window lamp

With directions to my heart,

Your favorite quote, which celebrated

The wonder of small miracles

And a string of your wisdom pearls

Composed and custom made

Especially for me.

A candle we lit, at the alter of

Our love’s worship, when you

Went on your knees

Proclaiming your devout love,

Drank wine from my chalice,

Tasted our communion.

But most of all, it was your letters,

Dedicated to me, words carefully chosen,

Written with blood from your heart

Inscribed with the silver pen of your soul,

Words filled with  baptismal fire

Celebrating ascension of glory to glory,

Your farewell letter, which made me cry

Where your goodbyes were filled with regret,

Bonding my love with yours, one last time

To capture a seed for germination

For another age and place

Of our soul’s reunion.

In the end, I placed everything back

In my treasure box of things

Along with a recording

Of one of my favorite songs

Not ready yet, to simply forget

The lessons I learned

In order to pass my own test.

Rainy days

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

On wet days like this

Memories flood in

Through the crevices and

Cracks of busy streets,

The ones we travelled

With flashes and beeps.

Caught in peak traffic

Steering dark corners

Behind drizzling mists.

Catching my breath

Remembering your kiss,

How drenched we were.

“Insatiable”, you called me

When you dared me to

Drive though skids and spins.

You egged me on- one last lap

On the highways and byways,

And dangerously slippery streets.

Rainy days will come again

But they will never be the same

Without you.

Tearful Eyes

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

Through your sad tearful eyes

I see much squandering of lies,

Sins of oppressive ego and idol pride,

Pushing  you carelessly aside.

I see the mirrored glass reflection,

Shattered shards of your affection

Disconnect between word and action.

Pedestal lights beamed for star attraction.

Through your soft weary eyes

I see you dressed in shadow’s guise

And I know someone just like you

Who feels the same disappointment too

You are hurt by deceits of love,

Your own dreams given a shove.

An empty void has filled the space

Where once young love kept its place.

Through your deep knowing eyes,

I wonder whether you see the prize,

The immense power still vested in you

To walk out of twilight’s hidden view.

I knew you when…

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

I knew you when life was innocent

Like a babe in powder puff blankets

When your eyes still held a sparkle

Like the taste of foreign cuisine

Still distinct and experimentally spicy

When flavors were still imagined

I knew you when we were both lost

Entangled in the undergrowth of youth,

Of woven stems and mysterious brush

When we were free to define a new path

Climb the tallest trees seeking adventure

And envision new horizons’ allure

I knew you when you basked in my glory

When I searched the crowd for your face

Because my crown was ours to share

For all the good loving you vested in me

But best of all, it was that mischievous

Smile, dancing on the edge of your laughter

I knew you when we needed each other

To make our two worlds complete

When the universe was our hidden oyster

A brilliant white pearl, only our love’s secret

When the sound of your voice cocooned me

Then set me free to fly to the furthest skies

I knew you when you loved me deeply

Without mountains challenging us steeply

Time has gone by, seasons have changed

And I realize that I need to know you all over again

Spring has its glory and Autumn its own story to tell

More than enough

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

Just to have loved you

For a lingering while

That is more than enough.

Just that fleeting sojourn

We shared on a forest path

Gave life new meaning

That I needed from you.

Do you remember,

the day that we first met?

The sun steadily drizzling

Through fluttering leaves,

The riotous orchestra

Of harmonious birdsong

As we fell into step.

By your side, nothing to hide

In sheer naked splendour

Our true selves laid bare

Your voice was so gentle

As you took my hand in yours

Guided and sheltered me

From a jungle of thorns.

You gazed deep into my eyes,

Took me back to a place

Where we’d been together

In a distant time and place.

When we reached the river

And your lips touched mine

I heard the rush and the trickle

Of ages gone by, where

This precious moment

Was reminiscent of travels

In Oblivion’s  past.

This was no dress rehearsal

But the real opening act

Of a mysterious drama

Based on historical fact.

So in this moment

of perilous ecstasy

Tranquility found me

And I know for certain

That no other love

Could ever leave me

Feeling quite like this!