Love for the King by the shore

"Come with me on a quest."
he told me.
It is a mere humble request.
I stared up to the future King.
He wore a silver armor,
his steely blue eyes,
and handsome of his face and beard.

"Join me, beloved." He said.
He doesn't need to say much.
My soul and spirit soar with his small humble words.
My heart will not say no and I know he won't take no for an answer.

"Yes." I said, barely a whisper. And then my heart skipped a beat,
and then much louder with more assurance as I took his
hands and feel the cool of silver steel of his fingers.
"Yes, my Lord. I would go with you."

"Would you go anywhere with me?"
"I would go, I would anywhere with you."

He pulled me up to his mighty white steed.
The warhorse nickered and snorted softly.

"Where we should we go?"
"Anywhere, anywhere but here. Take me away from here, my Lord."
"As you wish beloved."

And we rode by the shore of the coast of the sea
with no intention of turning back
as we make our fate and fortune.

the foolish lover

I don't belong particulary anymore
So I wander place to place
Wrong body, wrong race, wrong time
Everything about love and everyone is just so wrong
and that's why everyone is so sick and ill and tired
And I wander
Lover to lover with no aim or purpose
Forget about children, one day they will leave
their parents when they had enough guidance from and within
But I can never seem to settle for commitment
But always despair for the missing warmth and tenderness
For I ache and yearn for the return for the loved one
and yet I'm a hypocrite that I can never stay in love for too long
But never seek it in the first place
because it's difficult to make my spirit soar
and I'm just some angel that wandered into your life
and then slowly slipped through your lifetime
as I slowly forget
lose my memory and then
I get lost or sometimes I go to our familiar place to wait
and never found you there
and then after hours of fruitless searching
I came to the conclusion you abandoned me or forgotten me
so I walk off, learning to forget some more
fall in love again and have the person slipped through my mind
Until I forget what my heart crave and desire in the first place
I suppose my heart doesn't have the courage or desire to remember anymore
since I've been told that I don't have to hold the guilt for loving that one
or learn to love another
or bear loneliness against my will for a long time

I guess it bothers me that people fall in love with me
without explaining rhyme or reason
and then fall in love with someone else
without rhyme or reason

and even if it's for a rhyme or reason
then their words, "I love you" is now meaningless
and "Forever love" really has no meaning
because in the end, they learn to forget you too
and in the end, it just proves
that all of that pain, suffering, misery
with amnesia, none of that ever matter in the beginning

Because in the grand design, it was all a game
and people played their pieces
and it was also a battlefield
Someone, something, or some feeling have to die
and be removed from the field
by grace or force
Pick your piece white or black
and look up to the eyes of your opponent
when all the pieces are gone
except the players themselves

So when your heart aches and yearns for something
it felt pointless and miserable the same
drowning in that emotion
an endless sea of torturous bliss and pain
trying to gasping for air for relief for release
trying to not loose that important piece of the game
that one obsessed over
to reclaim the birthright the castle the sword
the peace the comfort the stillness
the divinity of love and meaning

Unfinished

When love turns into hate
and hate turns into fear
and fear turns to disgust

You won't chose me
You chosen her
I envy and scorn the woman who will hold your hand
and keep you warm

While I'll grow stronger and colder
by the winds
by the rain
by the night

And when I look at the sun
I will be scorch by the passionate heat
remembering the pain of your choice
and I'll strengthen and hardness my heart
And in my mind, I keep thinking
"He left me for that woman
he left me for that woman.
So what kind of woman am I
when he said I love you
and where do my feelings go?"

My feelings went unfinished
is that what you wanted?
Your foolish pride, your selfish,
how it hurts me so.

I won't accept your apology.
There's no room for forgiveness here.

The meeting at the bridge

I was waiting for him by the bridge
and I was dying from my own weakness
festering inside of my heart
In my memory, he said, "I love you"
and I held the memory so tight
Hoping it would be true
and I wish he said it again

We never made love
He never acknowledge me as the one
He wasn't in love with me or ready for that yet
Because I found out he or rather she
was in love with someone else

An ill-fated meeting

Which made me confused
as to why he or rather she said it
Was it all pretend game then?
Or she was trying to make me feel better because of guilt?
She only came because I begged her
But if I hadn't said anything
I would have died that day
and wouldn't be able to survive
from my own despair

In the present day,
she and her lover just fell
into meaningless obscurity
And I learned
that sometimes the words they say
it's all an lie to impress me

Don't comfort me like that
because before you knew it
I'll be disgusted and offended with you too
And no amount apologies or sorry will heal
the damage you unintentionally did to my heart