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Change of Season

Posted in Heartbreak, Poem, Unrequited love with tags , , on October 15, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

Do not pretend
it hasn’t been there
all along

Hiding beneath
forced smiles
silent laughs
glancing in another direction
unable to face it head on

Is this really doing
anyone a favour

Is it because
we’re too proud
to admit to ourselves
of our loneliness

It wouldn’t be fair
to keep things as they are

It’s up to me
to gather these strings
and finally cut them loose

I wish you would stop fooling yourself

Because there’s much worse things
than being alone
and one of them
is lying to yourself

day after day

Is it naive of me
to let you go
when your love comes so effortlessly

I can’t keep
hiding
in and out of hearts
where I don’t belong

Sometimes
all it takes to discover
what is right
is finding out what is wrong

Consequences of Desire

Posted in Art, Love, Poem, Romance, Spirituality, Unrequited love with tags , , , , , , , on August 15, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

An idea held within a skeletal like frame
Paints a picture like fine brush onto a blank canvas
Thoughts arise like a gust of wind whirling over open skies
Where small birds stretch their wings open wide
Passing by

Behold before you lies uncharted pasture of possibilities
Multiple paths left untouched, unexplored
Too deep the meadow drifts, too dire the consequences of desire

Sunken footprints are found inside the deep recesses of the pasture
Once a naive soul wandered too far in and lost their way
Captivated by longing

Wishes have since faded as they descended into the darkest well
Left echoing without a witness

Grasping hands cannot hold onto that which the heavy heart clings dear

Into the Background

Posted in Art, Heartbreak, Poem, Unrequited love with tags , , , , on May 18, 2014 by shatteredbutterfly

I used to have dreams were you were the lead role and they would have a lasting impact on my day. When my mind would wander, it attach itself to what it might feel like to be around you again. In waking life your aura had such a pulsing vibration, you would glide into rooms as though you were partly awake and half dreaming.

Now when you slip into my dreams , you are no longer a main character and you hide away into the background, playing the role of a stranger. Your face is not as vivid as it once was, and you have no real impression. I would mistake you for someone else but your hair gives it away

Love’s Hostage (Glamour Me)

Posted in Art, Love, Poem, Romance, Unrequited love with tags , , , , , on September 18, 2013 by shatteredbutterfly

Seb Janaik

– PART 1 –

A silent storm seen brewing deep in ominous clouds
Nefarious eyes seeking a hostage, almost found
by it’s maddening drive lies no limits
knows no bounds
relentlessly they hound

Artemis unleashed, legs draped over a crescent moon
she softly wields her weapon and hums a muted tune

Tilts her head slightly
while sharpingly
aims
bow and arrow
it’s reflection as flames
gleaming from mirror moonlit glow
It’s target lies below

Through forest & through trees
above hills and tall grasses
an arrow encounters a pure heart
and falls to knee as it passes

A witch crouches down, places her hands into prayer
whispering haunting curses, binding her swears
and as it’s being chanted
a maddening drive gets planted

As they lay with a cold hand under a head slowly raised,
weary Eyes are aligned through a dense haze
glazed stare of a seer has been embed
waiting for the spell to thoroughly spread

A hand grips onto leverage as needle brisk air is inhaled
Dark Gods watch as her humanity goes pale

serenity fully drained, replaced with
A burning current running through her viens

This is part one in series inspired by heartbreak and longing, with some of the same themes presented in the show Vampire Diaries. Lovers understand what it’s like to be struck with cupid’s arrow, a feeling so intense that being around the person of the directed affection is painful. It’s a maddening drive, at times feeling like a curse. Falling in love is one thing, but as we will learn in this series the feelings aren’t mutual, and of malicious origins.

Tell me, how has your unrequited love fared?
Are you in love right now?
Have you felt the pain of having an uncontrollable attraction for someone?

Photo by Seb Janaik
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