How to become a poet:
Let someone rip your soul apart.
And in the need of mending ,
You will replace it with words.

This is not a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.

This is not romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.

All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.

Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.

I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.

This is a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.

This is romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.

All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.

Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.

I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.
I think-

— c.s wondering

~
Love's only weakness
Is also its greatest strength:
It defies reason
~

Traveler...
i’d like to begin
with the way i feel
but that's
not as
important
as paying the bills
so i'll do your bidden
write a little song
put you in the sky
where you belong


BeautifullyBroken... 
I will travel with the
Traveler
Let me take you away
where rent is free
allowing
you to be you and
me to be me
Come with me to the sky
you hold my hand and
I'll hold your pain
as you make me laugh as
we dance in the rain

Traveler...
i’d like to simplify
my heavy heart's
intent
but surely that
won't pay
the overdue
rent
so i'll be
dancing on the lawn
laugh at the tube
anything it takes
to satisfy you

Beautifulillybroken...
together we fly
as high as we can
our sacred cloud
where no man dares
not allowed
I'll do anything for you
until you're fully
gratified its true
.........................

Every road
has its puddles.
Every person
has their troubles.
Every life
has its struggles.
No matter what you face
in your path,
you can still rise up
like an
angel.