Love, he gave,
reciprocated not behave
His goals were colossal,
not as high as mine's mime
He made flowers coated in wine,
with fine strokes and time,
but,
he'd never felt I was lost,
bleary and unkind
in storms,
he ceaselessly heads to mold,
healthy vines...
Aug 8, 2022
Aug 8, 2022 at 12:25 AM UTC
combatting dwindling steps,
inhibitions are crumbling,
a stray from gray bushes,
no strokes to follow,
meld in the silence of hollow
whims to unveil gleaming
holy grail,
slapping torches and fires to season prevails
Aug 4, 2022
Aug 4, 2022 at 11:26 AM UTC
I hated it when you called me 'mine'
when there's no us now on the line
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 3:01 AM UTC
Gloomy weather, windows are open
Someone sent me a message,
asking "you sure, you're alright?"
Next to mine, a hot tea and I sip a little,
and thought, a 'yes' would be nice
The winds' not so friendly
I smell the quietness of the forest
I'm drowning in well
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 2:46 AM UTC
Think you could've escape reality
when everything's blurry?
why bother to hurry?
You've tried to pull over,
but the trigger take its own flight
I must say, these are "regrets of stitches "
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 8:38 AM UTC
You have to endure the pain,
So you'll get used to it
Even railways' light's unkind
To unveil courage
and skew the right wind
You have to endure the pain.
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 6:22 AM UTC
You have to endure the pain,
So you'll get used to it
Even railways' light's unkind
To unveil courage
and skew the right wind
You have to endure the pain.
Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 8:57 AM UTC
when today's a loop,
where would I look?
if today's aloof,
would you be loof?
have you asked yourself?
to not be a commoner of your own elf ?
where would you like to be define?
if you're not fine?
hey, I see no time,
would you be now be refine?
If today's a loop,
would you choose a good scoop?
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 6:14 AM UTC
Time went bittersweet,
Hopes and dreams are shaping,
including her sense of style,
sketchy colors from her attire
From roots to fruits,
colorful wheel of truth
her mates could have similar thoughts,
that her body lies and changes contour
an invoice of ****** characteristics,
continuously develop,
are you one of the assets?
Hotter than a winter season,
bridges a glimpse of ****** desire
The pursuit of independence,
Her identity is prominent
She could be artist in many ways,
So do you,
A singer, dancer or a writer,
But she’s now logical, an abstract dealer,
or in many ways, an idealistic painter
She saw the world,
simply using her feathers
she thinks matches the weather,
but most of the time,
she fakes and heal from prayers,
that one day she’ll know most,
of executive’s duties or more
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 5:45 AM UTC
If a lie lies within flies,
where would it hide and why?
If a man is stan of tan,
why would he not mend?
In a life full of berries,
sometimes we take more of cherries
We chose silence between resilience,
that even nobles defeats from their own science
Here, we stand on our feet,
we carry our belongings,
we cry even if no one wants to listen,
we smile in the belief of life is beauty,
we sleep because life is both strength and health
We think of laughter and sorrow,
the vows,
the future of future generations,
even nature’s life
We have come to an end,
whether we resume to feel love and give love
This all remains,
all the beauty of life,
is in the map of God’s hand,
where we choose to plot good and bad
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 5:38 AM UTC