Sunday, August 16

#3 the. real. deal



courtesy: Evan Williams

He was the real deal.
Flawed
and all
his stubborn ways were a sore
but he always remained true to
what he felt for her
lovely mind
was the loveliest he'd ever met
ever meet
and he insisted on showing
that he knew this secret
by displaying his love
like that song by Sia
she had on blast everyday
 like that song
his love
was
stuck on repeat...
He felt the words
she didn't speak 
in angry silence,
gave her his voice
when she lost her speech
had stayed when
she pushed him to leave
her fears pressing
defiant
against his chest
unable to process
that he could love her
like he did
and no one else...
loved her
but there was no one else
that was
her.
He was the real deal
standing in her reflection
yet she couldn't see past
the smeared
grime
of her past
and the man
she couldn't forget
a reminder to
never forgive
him if and when
he did
what he never did do
to her what
they had done
but she couldn't see
him in her reflection
because
none of the faces
she saw had
his love
written on...
He was the real deal
and it took some time
but now she knows this
she finally found
her perfect exorcist of
devils 
that preyed
on her daily
after he taught her
how to pray
daily
she learnt to let
go and let
herself live
not from her fears or agonies
but from this love
that taught her to recognize
her own beauty,
full soul agape
from all she could be
only he understood
what she now saw
because its what 
he had seen
the real deal...
but he had become lost
amongst the warped crevices
of her broken mind
so he did not get to witness
the joy she found
when she realised
he had been
standing there
under all the grime
in her mirror
reflecting devotion
all along
but the last push
had really been 
the last one
and he gently accepted loss
and decided to become
what those faces
should have always been
.Gone.


My Inspiration:  Life observations.
 





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2 comments :

  1. Talk about home run. I connected with this a lot. In a world of words a lot goes understated. ... especially what matters most.

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    1. You know I think that is at times the struggle when writing, how to speak on what matters most, in the best way you know how...

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