Oh, that honest smile you got from a text message
you drinker of malty beverage.
you swam into your so called religious cage,
rage, as you never engage
constituted in the same page
the law of your anger gauge
dismayed; in your skirt that is more of a beige.
while you tell stories about your wage
proving nothing, ever as we age.
cleavage, you show while upstage
so you now project that image?
faith flows in a drainage.
increased sagging comes with heavy usage.

Words briskly picked
from the fruits of your memoirs,
galloping air you forcibly breathe
the music you hear, the colours you see.
the hymns you appreciate,
shows traces of wonderland,
the hints and pieces
ah, superficial paradise.
Now you tell me stories
I'd ought to focus and listen,
As I see the snap of your fingers
Loud words and Whispers,
vines and wrapped my heart
without any given reasons,
you provoke and attest,
Your hideous mission.
to capture and get,
Slaved by your intentions,
with peace and love,
through your life lessons.
You've given grip
through friendship and company.
I will raise this glass
for our uncharted destiny.

Leaving this message
to the sky and sea,
leaving without signals,
to the thunder, the clouds,
the vague sky above.
wandering eye,
your hair I admire.
I see you everywhere
up to the stars at night.
this tears,
endless like a river
flowing towards
something better,
I am a seeker,
Maybe I am lost.
distrust and indecision
Love is the cost

Do you see the sun now
My dearest joy.
gazing at those chinese eyes
mysterious as if never told.

Pure love you offered
is silenced by this vague situation,
yet honest as the birds,
flying towards undying affection.

Kindness flowing like river,
pours into your pure heart,
words as keen and hand picked
gentle from the start.

Beauty as everyone sees,
untouched but educated.
I hope the best of things
kindness returns uncompensated.

As you believe in me
Now our ways could be parted.
but your memories will always remain
your values that is heart felted.

Time to reflect now
have we stayed on the verge of our victory?
pain is relative and constant,
makes us down and weary.

Wounded but fighting,
why ******* this good day sunshine.
pain makes us shift paths
from this point to another side.

Changing and running,
efforts you've given are diffused.
now you're mad again to the world,
hurt is the catalyst you abuse.

When you want change
but you give awe by playing the same hits
over and over, your ill advised murmurs,
are hiding in your ego and ****.

Don't blame people leaving,
******* your attitude mister.
We are high and rebellious as ****
face your kind future sinister.

These are the defining times
where you keep asking yourself why?
when the odds are all in the opposite,
and the love you need puts you aside.

When you seek for stars
but the sky only gives you dark clouds
rumbling but still you are expectant,
second guessing and wishing for the sun.

Times of denial and expectations
grinds you deep in your metal heart;
Stoked and horribly stagnant,
mourning your own so called home in the dark.

These are times of believing,
pleading for time, hope and the sky
when you find yourself strong,
asking yourself, why?

thrown and half dead,
efforts are lost in your own eyes,
grief and lost time with the odds,
still, founding oneself asking, why?

What could be found in this note,
Mostly a goodbye?
When a tiring knee waved a flag
And your bones are tired.

Depression is poison
Superiors are just hard to abide.
Unappreciated by your blood like,
What more pain can you hide?

I am sick of the system,
Reaching the threshold of my faith
Waving hand drowned and dying
Smiles we fake.

When they don't see enough
No one understands and listen.
The good is buried ,deep
Soul is badly beaten

Ego is destroyed,
No one knows your value.
Until you're gone,
They all love you.