A blush of memory,
A shimmer of a dream,
Once a tear of happiness
Then a cry of fear,
Kardia, I speak to you
in this dark, cold, evening
wondering if you're still listening.

Sweet Kardia, so beautiful, so divine,
Refined, powerful, so sublime
It is your purpose in this world
to function an industry of wonders,
A ball of golden energy, beaming through
the toughest of walls.

Your warmth is infinite,
Your power is great,
The words you speak are so ornate
Another like who, Kardia,
can only speak the ancient language
which your tongue echoes.

Dearest Kardia, do you listen?
Can you hear me?
Only the loyal and honest can hold your hand,
Only the trustworthy can live with you,
Only the strongest and most valiant can.
But more so, when matters belong to the storm,
Even your strongholds shatter.
Kardia, you are strong and powerful,
Even more when you fall.
You fall greater like no other.
Kardia, you are fragile, and I try to reach out to you.

Kardia, I see you, and remember
I used to live with you.
I used to hold your hand.
But now, I cannot even brush by,
I cannot let my fingers whisk through your hair,
I cannot hold you close and protect you,
Kardia, I broke your strongholds,
I beat you to the floor, and didn't stop

Kardia, sweet, sweet Kardia,
Can you feel my tears?
Tears of a man, who fell beyond his own darkness.
I am a man who took you Kardia,
I took you, looked after you,
Then I was the man who destroyed you.
I wasn't a man then, I was a monster.
Kardia, I destroyed you, and now you
shake so weak, so fragile and tainted
You now cradle yourself in the arms
of the light, forgetting about me.

Kardia, you built walls of concrete so thick
so high, that I cannot break or climb over.
So I've stained your great wall, Kardia
with my favourite colours, black and red
Purple and blue.

Kardia, can you hear me?
I wish you'd let me help you -
I've been a monster, but I've changed
And your ignorance only hurts me more
Making me want to try harder,
I cannot think no other way,
I suffer against your faded strain
I cannot speak no other away,

Kardia, I hold my breath for you
My last moment to fade away,
Let you live, and give you happiness
Kardia, sweet Kardia,
Everyday I watch you wilt
and wither, rot and weep
Only wishing, that those 3 months
Were something to do with me.

Kardia, are you listening?

This poem shows perfectly one of the faces of love, something that I heard in the past. Man, it was beautiful, awesome, really keep up the good work, your poems are so great

I see you're quite a fan of my poems, Laian! I'm starting to get the itch that people may get bored of my particular genre: I base my poems on the events that have happened either to me, people I know, ect. I don't give away what the poems are truly about, because I enjoy reader's responses and their take on the meaning. It's like piece of art, you look at it and wonder what the artist had in mind (ambiguous - that was the word!)

It's actually a true challenge for me to write a different genre of poem. But I find it more expressive. I love a catharsis (explosion of a emotion). But at the same time, it's hard on me - especially if it's a topic I find difficult to express.

Anyway, thank you again!

[S|R]

P.S. apologies for dwelling on

Bored of your particular genre? NEVER! Love poems are ultimately the best poems!

At first, I thought Kardia was some sort of GOD...then after reading the whole poem, I realized Kardia was your former lover. I really like the fact this poem wasn't "obvious" and it emerged an emotion of pity (for you) losing Kardia. I know how it is to lose someone you cared about...

I look forward to reading more of your poems.

SourcedRemorses :
Yes, we can say that I enjoy all your poems

And I agree with YourMajestyKen. Bored of your particular genre? Why? It's your own style of writing and it's really enjoyable. Deep in your poems, we feel so many feelings.  While I read each of your poem, I imagine the scene in my head. Yes, I won't lie, I imagine the scene in my head. Also, I always say in my Let's Plays something like "If you like my videos, well I'm glad that you enjoy the show. However, if you hate my stuff, why do you waste twenty minutes of your life watching this?" I know, I'm rambling, anyway, I can't wait for your next creations, man

Kardia is the Greek meaning for heart [if no one caught that one]. I personified the heart [obviously] and basically I've highlighted the qualities and repercussions if one were to break one's heart. In a sense, I have made Kardia seem 'God-like', because, undoubtedly, human emotions take on the biggest impact. There's frustration, regret and guilt in here, too. I think it's quite straight forward... haha.

Glad you guys enjoyed the read!

[S|R]