Hello, poetry, how did it go?
I used to lean here not long ago
I used to think the night too slow
I'd stroll for hours, to and fro

Stumble in the morning, grimace
Wipe the sleep off of my face
Don my clothing, make no haste
Tie the gloom around my waist

I'd sling my bag, grab a pen
Set my scarf a bit around then
I'd stand, think, and wonder when
I'd come to see the window again

Everyday I came back and fell
Into the sullen, sweet old well
Light a candle, and then I'd tell
Stories of hell, of hell, of hell

Why not of the big white sea?
In which I feared I'd forever be
I was a little bit scared, you see
I'd paint so, so intricately

One could never have told
All colors else from brazen gold
Still, I could never be bold
I fumbled, prettily, I was never bold

Why, I wonder, now that I'm blind
There is no cold sorrow of any kind
Is there now no hue left to find?
Why is there a silence in my mind?

If only they could see the dreams that I see
Maybe they'd support me
I'm writing a book
A concept from 2016
Its a beautiful story
Yet my family and friends are not there for me
Its disheartening to be so passionate about something and feel like it is all for not
That is the curse of a dreamer
That is the curse of a leader
As my dream begins to fade, I won't give in under the pressure this time
This book, I've invested too much time into
This book to me is perfect
I just have to help them see that it's worth it

The Streets are filled with Pilgrims.
Night and Day….
Near the Tombs…
Some stand Silently.
Some profusely cry.

Outside is another world
Orphans and Widows Beg Everyday.
Cant forget that 4 Year Old Girl
Wearing a Pink Frock.
Came to me and just cried.
All I could hear was only one word.
“ Miskeen “ - Poor.  Help Me Sir.
She was an angel for sure.

I gave whatever  I had that day.
But could never forget that face.

I wonder how many angels are there
Who keep on Begging Every Day.

This is only one girl in one place.  
Imagine how many more are there all over the world.
Maybe Thousands or Millions for sure.

We are fortunate to lead a good life and yet complain.
While those little boys and girls beg everyday
Everyday and Everywhere.

Every day and Every Where. …

Some see the Stars.
Some see the Moon.
Some see the Sun.
Some see others.
And Some See themselves.

A heart once full of love and light,
Now broken, shattered in the night.
The love that once was pure and true,
Now lost, and gone from me and you.

We walked together, hand in hand,
Through fields of flowers and golden sand.
We laughed and loved, without a care,
Our hearts so full, our love so rare.

But time and distance took their toll,
And slowly, we lost our loving soul.
Our hearts grew distant, cold and dark,
And now we're left with just the stark

Reminder of what once we had,
A love that made us both so glad.
But now it's gone, and we must face,
The pain and sorrow in its place.

We'll look back on what we shared,
And know that once we truly cared.
But now it's time to say goodbye,
And let our love fade with a sigh.

For though our love is lost and gone,
We'll cherish it as we move on.
And maybe someday, in some way,
Our love will find its place to stay.

Sun rises to bless you with a new hope;
And moon smiles at you
To let you know that darkness isn't always a woe.
Stars dazzle to make you assure ;
that you still glow in someone's heart.

Clouds gives a huge whisper to make
you understand that not everything has a dirt.
And Every star houses a secret ,
a whispered wish from far below .
And all those hopes and dreams
are what causes them to glow .

So when you're in the darkness
and you gaze into the black,
do not fear the emptiness,
nor the shadows at your back.