irenio irenaeus bero

I Just Wrote It

It suddenly caught fire
It kept burning deep inside
Of course it wasn’t the first time
Although it felt like the first time
It caught me off guard
It was the kind of surprise
That kissed my fears away
I watched it burning intensively
I stood there motionless
Not knowing what step to take
For it overwhelmed the extent
Of what I had expected
I began to think of nothing
But the meaning the situation presented itself
To the sorry and cloudy days of my miserable life

As I looked at the flames with a passion
Not ever felt before
I got closer and even closer to the
Warmth that dragged my instincts
The idea of surrendering my soul and be
Held captive was not necessarily
The beginning of everything I chose to experience
Beyond such flames was the possibility
Of finding a purpose and value to the life I lived

For a moment I thought of or rather imagined
The culmination of my action
If humans are born free then my mind
Cannot ever find freedom in anything I seek
That was what my inner faculty forced me to believe

No promise was made at the time when hands were shaken
All I could feel rushing in and out of my veins was the warmth
Of a handshake that almost crashed my world
Had I not shaken that hand
Life would shed no light
To everything I write

I was totally driven by deep emotions
I felt the ice melting in the corners of my heart
Although the cold in the outside world
Was sufficient to freeze the living life out of me

The buildings the noise the rush the people around
Disappeared in an instant
I was crowded with clouds
Of sublime affectionate excitement
Fortunate moments showered my life as
Blessings fell on my world of hope

Sometimes life makes perfect sense to me
How often does the (sometimes) occur?

I kept fermenting the thrill of anticipated moments
For how long would it really last?
I really didn’t care much about the end
All I truly needed was a moment with someone
That made my heart leap in ecstasy

She let go of my hand and smiled
As she walked away from our world
Without saying goodbye and telling me her name
In my mind I took a guess at countless names
To call her
But none seemed fitting to describe her

I walked away too
I kept looking back and hoping she looks back too
I walked for miles
Till I realized it was just a dream

I woke up looking for the face of my dreams
I tried to rewind my thoughts
But a face like hers couldn’t be found in the real world

Poem Submitted: Friday, July 17, 2009

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