I want to know
All it took
to get to this point
Right here
Right now
Your "hello, my name is ___"
Will carry the weight
Of your struggles
Of your mistakes
That were really lessons learned
And have made you into the
Strong and secure person you are today
And the answers to the endless prayers
I offered before I even knew what
Name would fill in that blank
What did it take for you to reach this moment where we meet?
The lines that we will draw to connect all the dots together
No matter how seemingly insignificant
Or painful those dots may be
The end is our own little masterpiece
Our own story backed up by a million more stories
And the prologue
to rest of our lives
Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 10:56 AM UTC
Even if our what if will always still be suspended in the air
And I will be forced to breathe it in and out once in awhile, remembering your smell
I'm on solid ground
And no matter how many free moving particles of our what if roam the skies
What's sure is keeping me on the steady floor
Our what if may never be seen, even if I may feel it once in awhile
But my here and now is where I walk on
Even if it's just one step at a time
I'm moving forward
And my when is in my view.
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 12:18 PM UTC
that my struggles will never know no end
oh, the mountainous heights to overcome
though my fears of falling may wish my descent
the higher breeze carries your delightful hum
every inhale reminds me of what I know
even if my hands and feet do tremble
regardless of where my path may go
what awaits is monumental
well what I've gained is more than what I have lost
or rather what I will lose
what I've risked I know is for a nobler cause
in you, I see the proof
to live and have not loved, I wish not of
for it is the grandest of adventures
Although your walls reach the stars up above
the highest walls guard the most splendid treasures
when I reach the top, for you, I'll bring back the stars
though it can never capture your whole essence
trace out all the risks and all of the scars
just to be in your
presence.
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 12:21 PM UTC
Well you have shown me your true character
through distance's filters
When I gave you the benefit of the doubt
you left for some time and came back
offering in return your inconsistencies
Don't get me wrong
It's not that I'm mad at you
I'm the farthest from that
I just hoped you would have chosen
to prove them wrong
I just hoped that you'd be different
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 8:21 AM UTC
I want you to keep in mind
that you are my sunshine
on days when the rain never ends
and the clouds around me do descend
As of now, the rain has not stopped
your rays of light are sadly blocked
yet even in the darkest hour
I stand her smiling in its showers
because you are my sunshine
I know everything will be fine
you are still there just behind the clouds
"to bring back the light" you have vowed
although, now, I may not see you here
your warmth and presence still is near
So I patiently wait for when I may see
my sunshine smiling back at me
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 12:11 PM UTC
write as if you have something to say
because you do
write as if the sky wasn't blue and every day is as upside down as the next
write in colors then write in black and white
write to me
write to those who need it the most, even if they won't admit it
write about your dreams and hopes for the future
and watch them come alive before your very eyes
as you write whatever thought comes out of your head
though it may sound like gibberish
write because you can
it is your freedom
write novels that span pages upon pages bound together by leather or
some short words
write as if he didn't break your heart
and then write as if he did to piece it back together
write to unlock doors and open minds
write to make others and, more importantly, yourself aware
write because you will see
you will see your ideas trickle down into your fingertips and out your pen
onto a tangible and real medium that you may look back on one day
and remember why you started writing in the first place
write to make sense of what doesn't
in hopes that, one day, it'll be more than just in writing
write and fold it into a creaseless paper plane
let it fly and, boy, enjoy seeing where it takes you
then write to: home on one of those rectangular postcards
document every day and its little details
write it all down
and then live it all out
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 11:28 AM UTC
what a terrifying and illogical extreme
to love someone without fear
the girl of your wildest dreams
who you may never be able to hold dear
for she does not know you exist
she does not know of your love
she sees the world with closed fists
and heart is empty of
she may never accept what you have
even if it does shine ever so bright
to her you are only a young lad
yet you know you are a lad with some fight
you were never limited by a clock
or what was known to be acceptable
stronger than a diamond in a rock
even if your ending would be quite terrible
she never digs for your treasure
for in her tower she kept waiting
no matter how grand your gesture
she still needs some wall breaking
still you love her with a love so pure
illogical, terrifying, fearless
captivatingly obscure
you will forever love her the fiercest
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 12:06 PM UTC
They always
Tell me
The skies
The limit
But when
They do
I reply
With a
Laugh and
Say why
Must I
Be limited
To just
The sky?
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 1:23 AM UTC
Life is like a rollercoaster
You're in for one heck of a ride
At times you can get nervous
Butterflies inside
Fear can strike your very core
As you observe its height
But as you see it more and more
Anticipation rides
Down and up
Up and down
The worst parts followed by the best
And when you reach the highest top
Your fear is put to rest
As the ride comes to a stop
You can look back and observe
That you accomplished a life so great
Every twist
Every turn
Every curve
So don't you worry about being alone
There are people in the seats by your side
Enjoy life, the rollercoaster
You're in for one heck of a ride
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
Never fall in love with a poet.
Her familiarity with words
How she can gather and pick the best of consonants and syllables from the white picket fenced field that has a sign near the entrance labeled "alphabet"
and with this she may offer you a bouquet of sentences carefully articulated and placed in a specific manner to look effortlessly marvelous
How she will always fall asleep with a thought
And turn them into thought infused dreams
And then churn this mixture in the mechanisms within her
Bring forth a lovely array of vocabulary that sounds like rhythmic melodies to your ears
Never fall in love with a poet.
She will know your words all too well
Because she knows words all too well
She knows that they aren't always what they seem
And no matter how many words you offer back to her in return
A lesson is engraved within her heart which solely believes
that words can not be given alone
The beauty of words must be matched with the strength of actions
Less your beautiful words will be nothing but a distraction
Without the fibers of action to hold your words together, to wrap her up in a cloth of security and warmth
Everything you will say and have said before is just
sweet poetry
And she, my dear, is a poet
Who has too many a poem tucked away in the deepest corners of her heart
What good will just your poem do?
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 11:54 AM UTC