Darling, don’t be so cruel
as to tease me with that
that you can’t give…
don’t you know how lies
rob lust of its laughter?
For how strong are the forces
that keeps you searching
for what you long lost?
Caleb
GTG
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Tag Archives: Poem
True Love
O, beauty ever so youthful
of a self-giving heart
Warm and honest…
reminding the world that true
love gives itself completely
for the sake of the other.
Caleb
GTG
Impatience
Impatient as always
you don’t let time
have its way
willing to walk into oblivion
you lose sight and run wild
drifting into your own thoughts
like there is no end to the world
if only you had a clue
how long it takes
to heal a hurt.
Instead, you try to hide
the ghosts that haunt you
unaware that I can still see them
trembling in your eyes
don’t be afraid
for time always have its way.
Caleb
GTG
Life
I know, I know, how hard it is
but for all the stars that shine
and the flowers that bloom
there is nothing more precious
than the light of her eyes.
Not even the sounds of the ocean
nor its gentle breeze
there is nothing more precious
than the laughter of her smile.
I know, I know, how hard it is
but if it is a miracle
when a star is born
it fails to compare
to the cry of a newborn.
Caleb
GTG
A False Choice
Love and life drained
in the agony of despair
a false choice that wants to rip
humanity from your heart
for the world calls you
to give up the fruit of your womb
to offer it as a sacrifice
to appease the gods
that we have built for ourselves.
That is not you! Your heart knows best
because you were made for more
yet you feel that you have no choice
but why such haplessness
before the dawn?
Don’t you know that light shine
its brightest in the depth of night?
Caleb
GTG
Paris
Wild hues paints the skies
as the sun bows to the stars
Orange teasings with red
purple playing with blue
A canvas bursting with
colors full of life!
strange and innocent
wild and indomitable
for He saved the best for last!
as if teasing the City of Lights
Will you ever see me again?
Caleb
GTG
Copenhagen (Edited Version)
Seafarer, when are you coming home?
For you sailed before dawn could
light up the skies
and anxious are the lips
waiting for you.
Time fades as the waves
caresses the shores under her feet.
Careless and oblivious
with reckless abandonment
the sun takes aim at the sea
ignoring her plead…
A hope is whisper under her lips
for the Basilica bells still ring
calling you home.
Caleb
GTG
