My heart is open

My heart is open and raw;
The emptiness just pours
And pours - Never ending.

Emotions have been spilled,
My love has been killed
And I walk head in hands.

Taken away,
The very same day
I said I wouldn’t go.

But I left you alone,
My heart and my soul
How can I ever say sorry.

We smiled and laughed,
And that I remember
We talked of days of old.

How can I thank you now?
I can barely sit down
And hold your hand so cold.

Goodbye, farewell.
The stars shall tell
That you are watching me.

I stand up and see
The shining of light
And I let my heart disappear in flight

My thoughts and feelings
All rise above
All I have is endless love.

Take it with you and know
We all love you so.
How could we ever forget you?

© Leonora Sophie

She

She never had a wedding dress,

Never danced in the sun,

Never stepped out of the crowd,

Never felt life was undone.

She didn't need to step forward.

She sparkled from afar -

She held a brilliance from within,

Much stronger than a star.

She could shoot through her dreams

And wonder what it would be like

To have everyone watch her

As she took her nuptial flight.

The secret she shared

With the love so true,

Was bright as the Rose

He gave her

When he said ‘I love you’.

Stars twinkle in the air.

Heartbeats,

Holding hands,

Walking to the future they share.

© Leonora Sophie

HAIKU - Still (2)

Still as night,
Silent darkness, blind.
Quiet, nothing time.


© Leonora Sophie

HAIKU - Still (1)

Calmness of the mind
Soul searching, easy I find.
Deep breath,  peaceful, still.

© Leonora Sophie

SILENCE!!!

The cacophony of nothing,
Peace ringing in my ears,
A huge blast of emptiness,
One big silent cheer!

There’s nothing to listen to,
No one’s voice to hear.
The world I know has gone
All the sound has disappeared.

Suddenly I think again,
And sit back and relax.
The room around might look the same,
But my ears have taken a step back.

If peacefulness is bliss
Then noise is atrocious
I have stepped out of an abyss
Where the sound is ferocious.

Inhale, out, breathe again
Sanity once again my friend.
The smile returns, I can silently sing.
That is, until I hear the bloody phone ring.

© Leonora Sophie

ThE oLd MAn

There’s an old man on my train
I keep seeing him again and again
He gets on
He gets off
He sometimes travels just one stop
But I see him everyday

Where does he go?
What does he do?
Today he’s lying on the chairs
Catching the rays
Enjoying the day
As the commuters wait for their train

He looks ruffled
Yet he looks content
As he stares down the tracks
He doesn’t move
To make space
For commuters and their bags

What he does all day
I’ve no idea
I must go to work
But there he is each morn
Watching the dawn
At mine, the penultimate stop

To the end of the line
He can’t go
Does he even have a ticket to show?
I try not to stare
Pretend to fiddle with my hair
And ask is this what he does all day?

© Leonora Sophie

Origami

The lady opposite me has a skill
She has a bag of paper
She fold a piece
To make it small
But produces a tall crane

She concentrates
She doesn’t stop
She fills the bag completely

Wait, she takes a pause
Finds another bag
And digs deep inside.

More paper? I wonder
And watch in awe
As she pulls out something colourful.

Just a candy, popped in the mouth
As she resumes her nifty work.

Folding, chewing
Fold away
How many will she make?

How many will she make?

Her bag is filling
100, 1000?
Perhaps they are a present.

Some child will smile and
Thank her granny for her
Non stop folding efforts.

“You’re welcome” She smiles
And disappears to the store
To buy even more paper.

© Leonora Sophie