She's the young girl
Whom I know
That has
The velvety look
In the eyes
But unchangeable
On the inside.
Whenever any
Barriers come
In her way
She patch them up
Get it done
Fearlessly without
Any hesitation.
All of the
Callous sayings
Blowing away
Towards her
Might disenchant
Her but
She stands up
And support herself.
She is a well-built
Girl with a
Powerful faith
And conviction.
Maybe she is
A solitary girl
Having fun
In her own world
But she justly
Be worthy to
Be loved.
Each and every one
Take a slight
Moment to stretch
An attention
And be thankful
For having an
Atypical flower
Rising in the beds
Of roses.

m.i

The azure-blue sky caught my eyes
It resembles the colour of your eyes
The eyes which once had been impeccable for me
Alas those eyes are treacherous

Ignore the quaint blue eyes
Focus on the make shift love it gave
Careful with its impish eye smile
Cause those eyes are feigned and ambiguous
~faa

There's this girl
She's like a candle
trying her best to lit her day
trying her best to warm the smiles
But she just had enough
The fire extinguishes
by the tears from her eyes
pools of sadness,sorrows,grievance
that she kept for years
that she always fears.

Repeating every song she hears
along with memories and tears
they penetrate her heart
left scars,forever.

It can't be cured by laughter
It can't be cured by cheers
It can't be cured by dollars
It can't be cured by herself
she needs years to fix it back
Worthless she feels,worth it they said.

It's hard for her to explain
even harder for them to understand
she doesn't wants friends
she isolates from them
but they're too kind to be left
so she continues the game.

She tries to see how long she can stands
how long she can survives
with faking smiles and laughs
This is too much.
She swallows everything
judgmental words suicide thoughts
for the sake to gain something
then she realizes the game was
nothing.

Nobody said it was easy
Nobody said it was fun
feels like the tears
make her awoken from the
reality that will never be pleased.


a.b

Wipe those soft tears away, darling
I'm always here to remind you:
There will be hope for one more day.
*jm

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

You spent your time
Over the things
You were blame before
And think how
Can it be you

You spent your time
Counting your flaws
And envy those
Who you thought
Of their nice flaws

You spent your time
Fighting over your on battle
With your one
And only thoughts

And with compassion

You spent your time
Preparing and dreaming
For a moment that is
Yet to come

//fa//