Walking home alone
dusky lights surrounding me
I can feel you
following me, Rainy Cloud
But you're not the one
I want to feel
Turning the lights off
Raindrops knock at my window
Passing through the time
As my mind fades away
However, I''l leave my window open
dreaming
that you
came in with the rain
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 8:14 PM UTC
It was a flower
Not one of those
Colirful flowers whose
Smell would expell your mind
Into the state of ectasy
Nor was it one
Of those flowers
That attracted
a lot of bees nor gazes
However, it was
A flower that could
Withstand any drout
Or any flood
That came it's way
It was a flower
That could grow
Anywhere, out of
What seemed like nothing
When a young man
Was passing through
The flower fields
He stopped
To pick up a flower
Perhaps for his love or mother
But he took another
For as, like flowers like people
Are chosen by their beauty
And not their root
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 12:32 PM UTC
You do know, that
I love you...right?
I've told you that
A million times already
Every time
we would dance in the rain
Or every time
you'd pick up a flower for me
It all plays out perfectly every day
We play out perfectly
In my mind
You would know that
I love you
If you knew, I even exist
Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 7:15 PM UTC
I gaze upon the blue sky
The forest behind me
Hiding the outline of distant
Mountain peeks
I gaze upon the blue sea
Kissing the blue sky
Sone perhps call that kiss
A horizon
With my feet in the water
Tears start to drip
Sea wipes all of them off
Hopefuly, they'll reach you
Because
I would never tell you
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 10:34 AM UTC
A night before a journey
Too late to do anything
Yet early enough to do something
Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 1:13 AM UTC
Her
Last words
To me
Were:
"Don't forget
That
I love
You
And you put back the missing pieces
In more ways than one
And I am forever thankful to you"
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 7:36 PM UTC
*Like a can
I desire to open myself up
So that someone may taste
And partake in the difference
But none can see
No none can see
At least I believe
In the difference in me*
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 7:31 PM UTC
Before you move on,
Forgive yourself first for loving the wrong person you thought to be right
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 7:31 PM UTC
I will write this poem on the wall
On the night before I fall
I take my hand and face my wrist
And from there I gave it a little twist
What roams in the mind is regret and sorrow
Will I be there to see the morrow?
I carve a bleeding rose from my flesh
And a broken heart without a mess
As tears roll down the pale face
I then knew I was living in a maze
I use my blood to narrate my story
From where it began to being lonely
Moving on to the scenes of agony
The pain and suffering present since morning
Alone I lay in my pool of shame
Without a being to take the blame
Sadly did I live and lie
And gladly did I leave and die.
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 7:30 PM UTC