i think the
irony

befits such an
ending -

you,
settled

me,
altered

permanently
unsettled

a trace of
you forever

running through
my veins

Black,
A color made for her,
As it touches her skin,
She completes it.

It secretly loves her,
Just like the way I do too,
We are both entranced by her,
In a way we won't let go.

It fits her unique skin tone,
like the rain and a nap,
But in essence,
She's the rain.

A tone made for her,
A shade some say,
An absence others proclaim.
But in all she completes it.
By:Jn

Words can define us
What you say
On any day
Think before you speak
Feelings get hurt

Words impact our life
Action speaks louder
Than words

Words can define us
              Our character
               Our demeanor
               Our life

Words have power
So shower them
With love

What you say ?

Friday, at the Café
With iced matcha latte
and things she didn't want to say
What will fill the void?
In the midst of the crowd,
you are the one that I avoid.

No tear can simmer down the breeze of the ocean inside،
No temple gives this sinner the place to hide,
Death sounds dearer to me than I,
Whose command shall I comply?,
Shead some light that doesn't blind me so,
Shead some light on this black crow.

He said that he
rolls over to my side
of the bed
after I get up in
the morning,
because it’s warm
and the pillow still smells
like me.