To write words over and over
To explain what it feels to love you
To express what you mean to me

No words can be enough for that
And so I always end up erasing them

And it seems that the more I’m searching,
The more I’m losing myself entirely….!

is for you
to read my poetry
and be able
to breathe again —
to hear my sound and remember
what your favourite summer
felt like
when it lived
inside
your
skin….!

The monsters were never
under my bed.
Because the monsters
were inside my head.

I fear no monsters,
for no monsters I see.
Because all this time,
the monster has been me…!

Still blossoms for its purpose not looking around for admirer, stay true to your purpose, admirers will find their way to you...!

Went for a walk with the love of my life,
dreaming,
thinking,
of all the wasted time,
coping,
loving,
we laugh but eventually cry,
regretting,
forgetting,
what it's really like,
losing,
hoping.

Old woman lying warm on her bed,
never knowed, her life would be so good

Old man holding hands of hers,
reminded her about their past years of love and trust

Children standing next to her bed,
looking at her eyes, smiling with raining eyes

Grand children appreciating grandmama's recepe,
and shared with her,their funny old tales

Her eyes searched for someone more,
there stood at the door with a warm smile,her old good bestie...