WITH LOVE I FORGIVE by Al Neaimi

With love, I Forgive
Your love
And your lies
Balled up like wax
Dripping down the side of my fingers
Burning
Pain,
Heat
Tears
Dissolving a fragile string of kindness which has
Muddled and hardened with time
Story after story goes thru my mind,
Till I am spent and drained at my own efficient ability
To fill in scenes I only think you might have played
A part in.
Uncovering again and again the deceit and the pain
That one morning you did bring.
Long before I swore..
Never again.
But the rabid dogs of Goodbye
I did unleash
Ready for your remains
To become festered with my own
Pain
My own despair.
My eyes steel cold and grey
Pools of ice and determined
Chill.
That morning
When you lead me down the
Corridor of your will.
Words diminished to
Graffiti sighs
And lovers’ cries.
And now I am faced with
Time that has passed and the
Decorum of modern man
Spiritual leanings
And friends that remind me
I have a place in their hearts too.
Was Love all about you?
The ending is near for all this
That was.
For all this that was.
And now,
I paint and I create and I feel and I close
My eyes
A figure of light appears,
Dressed in royal colors
Dressed in abstract designs from a place beyond this one.
He takes my heart from my chest
And squeezes it hard
And like the wax of your love and your lies
It drips down the side of his fingers.
His lips are full and his smile is large.
He licks my blood and gives me the same.
I only taste what I feel is Eternity and Peace.
And then,
He puts it back tenderly and instantly,
He is gone.
I am left with a thought that I repeat and use as my
Mantra,
My beacon back to Hope and Life.
‘With Love, I forgive’.