Mid-spring in Holland
I was strolling on the meadow
Filled with tulips and daffodils
Till the sunset
There came my shadow
Dancing were the trees
To the autumn breeze
I lay down on the soft grass
While watching the sky
As the songbirds fly
A heavenly feeling it is
To be here in paradise
Where beauty never dies
Still, it makes no sense
Without your presence
This nirvana would be nothing
Without you beside me
While counting the stars
And wondering what the galaxy holds
For you're the only one I see
Lie down with me
Let's watch the maple leaves fall
Just to have you in my arms
In this serenity
I'd give you all
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 5:10 AM UTC
*She once said,
"I'm made of steel."
"I never get tired."
"I never cry."
But she did.
She got hurt, bent, and burned.
She stood up
Once again
This time, with a smile.
Because to tell you the truth
I'm made of diamond.
**Unbendable
Unbreakable.***
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
His arms were wrapped around me
And I knew that I was finally free
He had the eyes that made me see
What happiness could ever be
Under the stars, we were dancing
For our love began overflowing
My heart made him my king
As I was looking for the ring
In the fresh dawn, I rose
Looking for him after a doze
I lost him; I suppose
Then my heart abruptly froze
I still did wait
I had the faith
For this love was built by fate
Even if he would return too late
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Am I the only one that has their demons feasting upon their souls?
They say it is easy to tie a noose around your mind,
To overcome the urges and temptations of ending your life with a suicide
They don't know the true pain and torment that is going on in my head
An epic battle that leaves me with restless nights in bed
"End your life already" they say, as they prey on me during my weakest hours
Sometimes I give into the voices, carrying the sharp blade to my wrist
Crying as I struggle to mutter three powerful words that keeps me going
Choking on my sobs, my lungs deflate with a desire to say that God loves me
I try to convince myself that God is trying to test my faith
And to just wait, wait and wait
Then my Demons will eventually go AWAY.....
~Imperfect Desire **
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 6:21 AM UTC
Her lips taste like gold
And I smell lilacs on the wind
As a breeze brushes back her hair
She looks me in the eye
And traces a finger down my cheek
And along my jawline
Just to pull gently on my chin hair
She wraps her hands around my face
And pulls me in for a long kiss
No words need to be said
We were speaking with our souls
And I knew there was a reason for everything
In that moment
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 12:00 PM UTC
I gave you all I had.
When you were sad, I gave you my happiness. When you were weak, I gave you my strength. When you had nobody, I was your friend. When you were unloved, I loved you. Not a single 'thanks' was even said through your mouth.
Now that you have everything I have given, I have nothing. I became nothing. So, you go to other people to enjoy life, be free, give them what you have, and suddenly, they ruin you. Then, you come to me asking for help. And I reply, "I gave you all I had."
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
"What if he'll break your heart?" My best friend asked.
"What if your heart shatters down into pieces and you don't know what to do anymore?" My sister asked.
"What if someday, I will hurt you?" He asked.
"I don't have a heart."
I replied.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 3:34 AM UTC
Too many eyes watching
Too many ears listening
Too many ideals capsizing
Too many thoughts sinking...
And dreams drowning.
Too many drops fallen
Too many smiles forsaken
Too many times beaten
Too many hearts left shaken...
And promises broken.
Too many questions asked
Too many answers hidden
Too many faces masked
Too many hands bitten...
And people forgotten.
Too many words said
Too many pacts fade
Too many boundaries laid
Too many rules made...
And games played.
Too many secrets entombed
Too many feelings consumed
Too many ill thoughts bloomed
Too many enemies groomed...
And hate campaigns resumed.
Too many...
A plethora too many
Too many...
We choose not to see
Too many...
Taken far too lightly
Too many...
There's just *too many,
too many...*
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
