I've always wondered
How a destination be romantic
How a moonlit dinner be romantic
How can something that springs
From the depth of a soul
Be attributed
To such outward glory

A college education
diploma's in 3 different fields
But born in a country
filled with poverty

She took a change
for a better life
but without papers
so without rights

She's positive
says her life is better here
And then she gets up, and continues
cleaning my mothers living room

When your soul is calm
yet the spirit not naive
You will see through waters
Clear, pristine and alive
The ripples that arise
May no longer thrive
Unperturbed by all
that is wild and not thine

I let him take the victories
Of daily life...
His say rule.... as days go by
What he wants
Is to be a ruler of adamant kind
So I let him be
The proud soul
Devouring his crown
Little did he know
he chose victory
Over a love, I no longer owe...

At that moment
In that fraction of a second
I loathed you so much
That I loathed myself

We tell our joys
We tell our woes
We tell our perspective
Of the world
through our eyes
We "Share" the cliches
that ring nice
But, not really ours
and far from real life

A virtual utopia
Where goodness thrive
But in reality, It's a bee hive
Busy fishing praises
and counting "Likes"
Are we feeding the ego?
Or are we pleading eyes?
Or are we just birds
Singing gaily at sunrise?

I contemplate on things
that I should keep
in remembrance of you
the hand writings
the stationery
the attires
The inanimate
that animates
an immortal you
in my mind.......

To realize
that you are everywhere
I roam....
in my mind....

So I decided to keep
the memory alive
let go of the things
you never really
hold on to,
too tight.........