Our youth needs bandages but not literally bandages

When we are homeless
it's in our hearts  to
look into the devils eyes
and name it as home

Look how delicate and lady like we were taught to be
Always to be shy and never outgoing
I grew up wondering
why only boys can express their feelings
I thought it was because
they really did feel that much
But the actual reason was
boys were made to feel less
even if they did feel more
they were moulded to
believe they Didn't
I was moulded to
keep my feelings inside
Even if I can't take it
I will have to
Crying and screaming
I will have to
Which to me seems
stronger than anything else.
But THIS is just how delicate we were taught to be

That day when
I was attacked by my devil lovers
My own crown
Weighed me down

How does it feel to be a boy in this wrong generation?

All I need is one break, just one teeny tiny break from proving myself every single day, from walking all alone and from battling on my own.

Meet me beyond the stream
Look at the glittery waves
Look at the 90s world
So calm and beautiful
Look at you with me
Look at the smiles all 'round
I want it that way now
I'm hit by 90s nostalgia
Look at the aesthetics
Turquoise and diamonds in the streets
Look at the 90s world
So calm and beautiful

Her poems were unnoticed
the mystery was unsolved
the love was not reciprocated
the tears never stopped
the sea was never calm
the winds never changed
her heart had it all safe

One sided friendship is more deadly than one sided love

Your love was
like a flower
that wilted
too soon

You found me even when I was in my best hiding place.

We're star cross'd
But we're in love
this battle; we haven't lost
I know we can't say much
this fortune we have is God sent
I know we can't say much
except will you kiss me till the night ends

The hope in her
heart that
helps her
is destroyed by
the people she loves

Your honey
sweet lies
intoxicate me

You remind me of
Blooming daisies,
Forest fires,
Running water
all just in one touch

She is walking through the grass
All on her own
She knows that nobody
Is going to come
She just wants a happy life
But who hopes for that
After being stabbed by a knife
They made her weak
As skin and bone
Now she is walking through the grass
All on her own

Even in the storms
she flew like an angel

I am looking for the
people who poisoned
my heart

Look at her as she walks down the aisle
Happiness filled in her eyes and hearts filled with trust
The way she looks at you standing at the altar
The way she gracefully hands you her life
Look how she is ready to leave everything just to be with you
Console her when she cries because she'll be leaving her mother
Show her how much she means to you when she takes her vows
And love her till she takes her last breaths

Maybe
I'll live better
when I die

And the
way you broke me
My mind started
writing poetry

If the heart has the courage to fall in love,
It surely has the power to mend itself

I tried my hardest to forget you
but you know, that's not how it works
somehow the stars in your eyes will always be shooting in the sky of my heart

I sat down with my mother
she asked me for a cup of coffee
we sat in the balcony
talking about life
She asked me if I was okay
I had no answer so i said yeah
she said it's mysterious
that you don't look like my flower
I finally told her
that all that's left of me
are my thorns
they tore my petals
to burn them
She said it will be okay
she said that she believed
in me more than she believed in God
I thanked her for her unconditional love
She held me close to her heart
and said that
I was enough to make my way
out of this fight
and into a lovely life

No one knows how to love in the right way.
Look for the people who are willing to find out.

He died on this very day
a year ago.
Late night car crash.
So unexpected.
I cried the whole night
thinking I would've at least
said it's okay.
He never ever left my veins

Now my idea of love can only be fulfilled by fictional characters

Isn't it strange
that we feel
so homeless and
so homesick
both at the same time

I found a love
wrapped in words
of his sentences

Above the crooked street
beyond the magical building
on the shoulder of a star
tell me where should
we lose ourselves.

Such a curse to possess
a heart made of glass
How at one moment we were fine
And now we're collecting the broken pieces

The shadow behind me has vanished
The light in my heart has darkened
The isle of happiness is now a cave of unfinished thoughts
This is the path where I often lose myself
This is the path where I stop looking for love
This is the time after being broke
After this I don't know where will I go
Whom should I trust
The faith has disappeared
That little ray of light is fading
The shadow behind me has vanished
The lights in my heart has darkened

I will have to make up words just to describe how pretty his eyes are.

The princess
knowing she could fly
was scared to jump
off the tower

I am either
missing my childhood
                                   or
longing for future

He was my life
but then I
changed my life

In pages unturned
and words unsaid
lies a mystery
that will never fade

When it rains I think of you
roaming on the street at night
When it rains I think of you
Kissing me in broad daylight
When it rains I think of you
Sleeping by my side
When it rains I think of you
And the times when you were mine

I no longer
want to turn
your hate you
into love you

I am tired of being a princess
I am tired of being expected to be delicate
I am tired of being pointed at
I am tired of having decisions made for myself
But
I am not tired of being a woman
Know the difference

She was the king
and she
ruled like a goddess
loved like a mother
Flew like an angel
dreamt like a girl
- don't say that woman
cannot set an example

You were the waves
and I was the beach.
You loved me
but weren't willing
to stay

His smile
was like a witchcraft
in the world of demons and monsters

She was the words
his poems missed out on

He asked, how far can healing go?
I replied, until the horizon vanishes.

"No", she cried as the monster explored the mysteries in her body.

When you said
she was your world
I was looking for
the galaxy I had in myself

They all taught us to be perfect and beautiful
What they never really taught us was self love, sorry "selfish" as they call it.
They never taught us to be confident about ourselves
Or words like dignity and imperfection
Everyone wanted us to be perfect
When they were the only one looking for faults in us
They all wanted me to be presentable by
applying layers of foundation
Just to hide my real face, which by the way was filled with tears.
Tell me how is it ever going to help us
How will I be confident in myself when I was taught to erase my faults