There were huge questions hanging before me
while I was strolling early morning in the park:
Why can't I get u out of my mind?
Why am I even in Love with you?
It was his whisper that made everything clear.
The moon's embrace gathered more in gravity.
It was more than just a voice,
it was a soul reaching for mine.
It was his eyes that made me gasped for air.
They were telling me he loves me, it was real,
it was a fairy tale.
That every time I see them sparkle, I find my heartstrings
dance with glee.
That all the time I stare & blush, his secrets were revealed.
It was true love.
The smile he does kills me with butterflies.
That laugh he makes gives me such feeling sweeter than candy,
making me sure, I Love everything about him. Making me sure, he'll wait for me.
I wonder all the time if we r even real
He was too good to be true
A prince perhaps that came from the sun's magic
Am I princess now then? It's so unreal.
His hands were warm, his face is perfect,
every scar & imperfections were more than just it
I would leave a trace, & there memories r formed.
And those moments r left unsaid for they r just only
for us, just us. Love & forever.
When I was walking in the park, daffodils started singing
it was night then, the stars were staring at me.
They started to speak words my heart only understood
"He loves me, I Love him, we r Forever"
And there I stood alone, asked myself again:
Why am I even in Love with you?
And all these reasons r just nothing
for then I realized the real answer...!!!
I Love u because of you. u Alone...!!!
Snowflakes Make Me Glow.
Forever beautiful
in your own right,
you come all hours,
in the day & the night.
Floating crystalline splendor,
you purify,
you add beauty
to all the dead surroundings.
And when the sun rises,
you evaporate
to do it all over again.
The LORD knows,
under my toes,
it makes me glow...!!!
Forgotten LOVE.
I wish I could whisper
sweet nothings into his ear
But he hates kitch
Loathes sentiment
And besides
He's hard of hearing...!!!
Past & Present.
the moon graces my face,
in the form of a smile
bright & waning crescent
constellations dot the
back of my mind
you have the sun in your eyes
And the sparks of summer
that reflect into the sky
a smirk; the remains of dawn
are light freckles on your skin
it has been a year or two
since i last smiled at you
or u at me; how time passes
And yet doesn't at all
we are the star crossed & luckless
the lightning & the thunder
if i was paper, you'd be fire
And against us...!!!
Appreciation Note.
haven't felt so happy in months
feels like I've dried up my tears
And fought my way out
of this darkness
which used to possess
every part of my being
but now, it feels like
I am finally healing
no more are the mascara stained pillows
no more is the feeling of drowning in sorrow
gone is the emptiness in which I used to feel
seems like real life has re'gained it's appeal
couldn't be where I am without you
or the hope u gave me
I feel like I'm br & new
it helped me discover
my old self again
it helped me uncover
so much of a good thing...!!!
Missing Us.
I miss us.
I miss the times u held
My hand.
I miss the times u wrapped your arms
Around my waist.
I miss the times u kissed
My lips.
I miss the times u smiled
As u told me I was pretty.
I miss the times u flirted with me
Making me blush like a red rose.
I miss the times u nibbled my shoulder
Like a little puppy begging for love. I miss the times we cuddled in the dark
Wishing the night would never end.
I miss the times we had together.
I miss every memory we shared...!!!
But I don’t miss you...!!!
Pale White Ceiling.
I spend every night that same,
lying in bed,
lying in pain.
Waiting for someone or something,
to heal my open wounds.
But I've been waiting & it seems,
these wounds ain't healin' soon.
I spend every night staring,
at a pale white ceiling.
And I wake every morning feeling,
like a forgotten doll,
propped up against the wall,
under the bed,
dust from head to toe.
I'm not sure if I'll ever know,
of a Love like ours again.
And I'm not sure if I'll ever,
not feel numb again.
My mind is wired,
but it's wired all wrong.
Like an off key song,
it makes me cringe.
So tonight I will binge,
all the memories of us.
And then I will purge,
every last bit of trust.
Erase it from mind,
before the sun rises,
And then I will rise from this bed,
And pretend to live again.
You sit there & cried
About the man who has lied
That u thought that u loved A match made from above
He cheated on you
With someone new
You scream out
Why me oh why
You hold a gun in your hand
Ready to die
Then a handsome angel
Descends from the sky
He grabs a hold of you
And hoists u up high
A tear escapes from your eye
You fly through the night
On a wonderful flight
Knowing that when he's holding you
Everything is all right...!!!
Happiness (After Sekou the Misfit)
Ask me,
Ask me now daddy.
What I want to do when I grow up.
I want to be happy.
No, not happy
I want to be happiness.
I want to be joy & cheer & admiration
Confidence & peace & optimism
I don’t want to be like others, no, I want to be love. The smile that comes across your face when they say your name,
The look that makes your heart skip a beat,
The song that makes u rethink every second u spent together.
I don’t wanna be the poem, I wanna be the emotion behind it,
Not the first kiss, let me be the nerves,
Not the dance, let me be the excitement,
Not the Officiant, let me be the vows.
When I grow up, I don’t wanna be a doctor mommy.
I want to be the feeling when someone’s told there’s a cure,
Or when a parent finds out their child will live to be a teenager,
Or maybe I want to be 3 in the morning when a mother holds her child for the first time.
I want to be affection & adoration & passion
Oh, I want to be passion.
Let me be passion.
So that u cannot do without me,
because nothing without me has meaning.
So that when u are playing the
final strain or scoring the winning goal,
Or writing the last chapter or finishing the last paint stroke,
You will think of me.
Maybe I’ll be allegiance or devotion or respect.
I won’t be the soldier, I’ll be the loyalty.
Or the surprise in a child's heart when their dad comes home early,
Maybe I’ll be the feeling when
a father meets his baby for the first time,
And the child already knows his name.
I want to be piety & faith & worship.
I don’t want to be the pastor, I’ll be the lesson.
Maybe I’ll be the obligation behind the first baptism or first communion.
Maybe I’ll be the words when someone so low is told someone loves them.
I’ll be the salvation of the gospel,
The redemption to the guilty,
The forgiveness to the sinners.
When I grow up,
I want to be the opposite of sorrow,
The antonym of misery,
The reverse of fear,
The contradiction of rejection,
The antithesis of disappointment,
The inverse of insecurity,
I want to be the alleviation of anxiety,
The ease of pain,
When I grow up,
I want to be happy...!!!
Sometimes I Wonder
Sometimes, I wonder.
Wonder, what GOD feels?
Does he want to end the universe now?
Sometimes, I wonder.
Obviously, I'm aware that we hadn't adjusted to his will.
And I guess many never will ever try.
They just waiting until Christ return time.
Hate.
Which never have a logic reason.
A wonder that intimidate many to avoid mentioning.
Yes, sometimes I wonder.
GOD imagination created the world we're in.
And all he request of his Kids is to be friends.
We aware of the created sin.
Even that has a story to it.
Which address us when we don't listen.
Yes, sometimes I wonder.
And I can't be the only one to wonder.
If GOD can show so much love. Then what's stopping us.
