And from my perspective of the stars, moon and Sun,
I knew that I'd loved you lifetimes before and lifetimes to come,
But just for this one,
Your path ventured away from mine,
Your lessons a burden, that my soul lay down,
And my soul hurts to know, that our dance is not now,
Until the next one,
Soul mate
Aug 6, 2020
Aug 6, 2020 at 8:12 PM UTC
Beauty;
Beauty brought me nothing.
But pain,
But false hope,
But abuse,
But fake love,
But striving for perfection,
But never reaching it,
But betrayal,
But hatred,
But mistrust,
But anger,
But deception,
But attention,
But not the sort I wanted.
Beauty,
created through society,
brought me nothing.
So I created my own Beauty.
Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 4:45 PM UTC
Barefoot in the snow
She dances around,
Echoes of an orchestra,
Shake the particles that surround,
Dew drops that fall on
Flashes of white fabric
Pale skin
Cold, but warm with passion
Creating life
Through emptiness
The world stops to stare
And she dances.
Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 4:25 PM UTC
My beautiful deception,
Everything familiar,
Yours who’s skin is comfort on my fingertips,
Yours who’s eyes, I fathom to lose myself in,
Who’s pain runs so detrimentally deep,
That I could never comfort,
That I could never lose myself,
For the fear of losing all that I am.
But nevertheless,
Yours.
Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 7:02 PM UTC
Close your eyes.
Now imagine all your potential.
Who you could be if this were not the case.
What you would do if that was not stopping you.
Where you would be if you didn't have to be here.
Now imagine all those obstacles.
And find a solution.
To overcome.
Everything
That is stopping you from reaching your potential.
Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 10:39 PM UTC
Do not cement the bars of your own prison around you.
When will you wake up, and realise that your reality is false?
Restricted to what you have so far been taught it is.
Your potential is unlimited;
You are not your body,
You are infinite energy,
That infects whatever you do,
who ever you encounter,
whatever thought crosses your mind,
You can choose what type of energy you are.
Are you love?
hope?
encouragement?
Wouldn't it be uplifting to infect everyone and everything around you with this energy.
Wouldn't it be difficult to find darkness to hide in in a light filled room?
The moment you believe your energy is out of your control, is the moment you sacrifice reaching your ultimate potential.
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
I found home
in the numbing sheath wrapped around my heart
covering it like the snow that hugs the hillsides in December
That I look upon and envy
For they are simply resting
Their snow shall melt, and they will be comforted by the warming rays of the winter sun,
They will flourish, bloom and serve their purpose.
I will wither, fade and be erased, bit by bit.
Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 12:43 AM UTC
A glance across a room
A not so subtle smile
The vortex of what is yet to come
The wander and the yearning
No sleep, up till 4 am
Exchange of what has been and is
And what could be, but may not
The words that seal what hearts feel
The one who becomes familiar like home
Arms wrapped around your soul
The anguish
Of the words
The ones that sit deep
Brushed from the surface,
They fester beneath
The words that make you promises
And the silence that breaks them
When words are not enough
When they become louder, meaner,
Shouting
When you finally find the words to say
I’ve had enough
When your words no longer work
Banished into regret
Words left unrequited
Unspoken words.
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC
A girl danced in the wildflowers, beneath the big oak tree,
Chasing after butterflies, only to let them go free.
This would be a moment she’d return to in her mind,
When everything around her grew dark and life was not so kind.
A time where hoping was like waiting for summer to come,
She wanted it to stay all year, but the leaves fell and the flowers died; her spirit came undone.
The moment she learned the lesson that you can give too much love away,
You see, people are shallow and yearn for the light and they’ll take it, to make their night day.
A man she called father taught her the arduous art of forgiveness,
If he hurt her, left her in a dark hospital room alone , who could care less?
A loyal daughter should understand that if he has wings, she must watch him fly, even from her grave
And time would tell her that all her expectations were a waste; in the end he’s the one she’ll save.
When home felt less like home, and more like memory lane
And walking there was crippling, all it brought was pain.
But all this time, the world just turned,
And a thousand lessons she has learned.
Like summer needs the winter,
And the time you spend on blame,
Overlooks your gain
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 3:45 PM UTC
It was noon, sometime in mid-July;
Imagine the road, a twisting highway to my grave.
The bus, a roller coaster ride unhinged from the tracks.
Dodging missiles with headlights, horns rattling my nerves.
Just another three hours.
It was midnight, somewhere out at sea,
Somewhere in the universe, the Milky Way, another galaxy.
A shallow heartbeat, a distant echo of a Chinese Karaoke show, but all else was still.
The stars never seemed so vast, and I remembered that they were bigger than me,
I was just a speck.
It rained on the way back to ** Chi Minh,
The roads turned to rivers, the scooters grew ponchos; under them a family of three.
The city brought chaos; sad, tired faces, begging for one thousand **** a cent.
The children danced in the downpour, jumping over sticks
Like hopscotch.
I thought of Ha Long Bay, just the night before,
I couldn’t hear the silence; I couldn’t see the stars; a dingy hostel ceiling, grumbling strangers snores.
I went to sleep dreaming of peaceful valleys, fresh spring waters, trees as far as the eye could see,
For tomorrow was a new day,
The next part of my journey.
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 3:35 PM UTC