I almost died in a car accident,
I saw the Angel of Death take my
husband with him,
I desired to leave the world too
with my beloved .
The conductor refused me to board the bus,
Saying my name was not on the list for almost twenty years to come.
So here I am writing poetry on HP.
23/9/2020

Someone said my poems look
like etymological puzzles.

But honestly I don't know
the meaning of etymology!

They probably won’t apologize.
But the chance they will crushes many more hopes
Then if i was sure they would not be sorry.

Odysseus held me in his arms
far beyond your line of sight
far beyond the breakers white

the siren song weaved in our brains
took care I not to go insane
music would never sound the same

neither would hear the others song
traded for a silver dart traded for the empty heart

love just a dream a far away flame
he would not look into my eyes
the siren sound had opened wide

love & music that arose in warm flames
would never come our way again

so we settled for a small blue flame
flickering softly on your sad face
tattooed in light was my name

The Fighter
Blade of shining steel,
Heart of pure gold.
He always does,
What he is told.

Blood now shed,
Heart now broke.
The Fighter knows,
His life is a joke.

So he writes a note,
saying good-bye.
That it was time for him,
To learn how to fly.

I am nothing special
Not compared 2 u
My color is a silent hue
Oh beautifull you
magical incredible bliss
My muse
The reason i exist
All i need is parchment
A fine point gell

In indigo blue i write .
You read
And when you do
You carry me away
Through you i live out my dreams
So you see im not as great
As you
Although i love
Thank
And have become
GREAT.......FULL FOR YOU
THANK YOU FOR READING

I don't know if it strengthens me
or weakens me
the way I experience love

one day i say it outloud
Because its so quiet and
I'm so bored


In my dreams
i wander the
perimeter of my primary school
it morphs it seems

coming up
clouds full
of dawn

Her Lover’s heart has turned to stone
At the core where the rivers ran hot
With blood and fire
Is black obsidian
Sleek and cold
He couldn’t be saved

They both underestimated love
It’s power
It’s fleeting whims
It’s fragility
The odd look of devastation
It brings to the eyes
When lovers are abandoned on the peak

They could have handled it better

I was left alone in desert of sorrow;
either you.
get lost through the life path
And a toy in every stranger's hand,
But would've calmed down minds with cups.
And running too far from every creatures we would've have ever known.

I know
You care about me
10 more people do
Yet I can't get rid
Of this feeling
Of doom

I know
I have you
10 more people too
Yet I can't find a person
To talk to
late at night

Take the nyquil
Ended up swimming the ocean
Laugh at the funeral
Requiem require the pair
Find the heaven
We gonna dive in hell

He asked me- "Why are you still a ******?
I smiled and said- "I'm good at DIY"
.
..
...

i couldn't tell you where
but she was surfing on her own
salty water in her hair
and a ribcage full of stone

i  listen to him while i smoke a cigarette
peaceful morning while he tells me his regrets
but that's why we're all here right?
regrets, drugs, addiction, the tempting night?
he talks about his wife and i listen
i miss being numb. his forehead glistens
i watch the smoke rise and disperse
i stop listening. i start to think about the universe
i think i'm a narcissist

I was unhappy
and I know you felt it.
Because one day
with no warning,
you said goodbye.

Without looking back,
you just left me
on the side of the road.
With a shattered heart
and broken dreams.

Your last words to me
still ring in my ears,
before I go to sleep at night
and the moment I wake up.

"I can't stay.
Because if I do,
you'll walk away.
If there's one thing
I've learned in life,
it's to leave
before you get left."

You
might just be
the promise
I have always made
to myself

When people
Talk about love
It always seems shallow.
But really,
How can creatures as simple as I
Be expected to use such a limited medium as language
To express a feeling, an emotion, a pull so deep
A process so quick yet so intricate
As the wide, beautiful waters of love
The raging, welcoming oceans of love;
The ever-confusing, always painful waves of love.
Its never shallow depths that drag me down.
And in the same way love is water,
                                Love is fire
Scorching heat, licking flames, crackling tinder, flying embers.
Love is as complex as fire and water, earth and air, infatuation and attraction.
It hurts beautifully and pleases terribly.
But we look for it in everything.
So if my love poems sound shallow,
if my songs are superficial,
my art simplistic,
Forgive the language’s
lack of expression.
For if the world meant ‘I love you’
Then I’d give you the universe.

Not everything needs a poem
Sometimes
it’s already

good enough.

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you

If it was up to this government
the homeless would be on the
embankment
by the Temple in tents
or
in Dartmoor because we all
know
that being poor
is a crime.