When I turn to look at you and see you looking at me,
It makes me feel lighter than air.
When I'm in pain and your the first one to see,
It gives me hope that life is fair.
When I have bad days and only you can tell,
I believe that your a blessing.
When we're both sad and going through hell,
I believe that your the only thing I'm missing.

Broken hearts, shattered dreams,
Daily glances, perfect schemes.
Your someone I'll never forget, but...
Why haven't you left me yet?

"I'm gonna," isn't good enough,
And good enough's not far enough,
And far enough's not near enough
To get us half-way there.
Forget about a song and prayer,
To get us where we need to be,
To where we breathe deep and free.

My bliss palpable
Is the chaos of their shared
Collective coffee

I remember my first 1,062 words,
Every syllable written with an sketch of my pain,
I remember the days
Where "words" helped me ease the pain.
         in this sentence I can't complain.
I owe it all to the lines
L I E
The truth into somewhat,
Only POETRY understands..
How it made me a man.
If poetry was your mouth piece
What would you stand
Foe?

RAISE UP YOUR FIST,
OR SHALL I SAY!
YOUR PEN!
EMPOWER THESE YOUNG, INSPIRING, INTELLIGENT WRITERS
Age does not mix between the lines.
Write.
Write.
WRITE.

-Words are powerful, don't stop writing.


  

                                                  ­          ©MH

How can I love unconditionally,
When I haven't been conditioned to love?


An innocent Angel.


©MH