Our love
Started from an ember
Underestimated and barely visible.
Flying through the wind, searching.
With oxygen, it was brought to life.
Spread, grew and
Lit this cold, dark world like a sun

Then, after time, it burned everything
All that was left was the cold, dark, dirt floor.
Nothing left to keep it alive
It shrunk, choked, and suffocated.
Death finally took our love.

Maybe When I'm dead
People Will know of my heart,
My fate, my words and my mind.
Maybe they'll finally care -
Finally read my words.
For my poetry is my eulogy.
Maybe when I'm dead,
People will know of my pain.
With my tears and blood
through these lines, rhymes, and stanzas -
May they see the true me.
And maybe when I'm dead,
I may finally be called a poet.

I am not yours anymore
As you are not mine.

You wish me luck and happiness…
With someone else.
But there’s no one else,
My heart was set on you.
You were the only one, lover.
And now my lonely heart dies
Every minute you are no longer with me.

To take a bite of the forbidden fruit
I wouldn’t mind being ****** for eternity
As long as I had you.
Being strong is wrong
Let the weak peek.

You are taken.
All I want
Unable to have
You are my scarlet letter.
I would pay any price to make it right
To get you back.

I’ve been looking for happiness,
But it’s this never-ending
Game of hide and seek
Where I am never the victor.
The grace of tomorrow
Only chains me.
The dreams are the only escape,
But alas, they never last.