I thought you said I was beautiful, the way that my mind works.
Then you stopped talking to me.
My heart shattered into a million pieces. You left me Alone, left me to wonder.
No explication, nothing. I'm lost again because stupid me put my worth in the fact that you were there and the fact that you cared.
Obviously I'm just too much. People can't handle how honest I am. There is this void where I'm left
because when I do let people in I'm still too much.
You just left me, it hurts. I don't want to get out of bed. I don't want to eat. I dont want to move. You were my driving force and now you're gone, and you dont even Care.
But you don't know that because you aren't there.

One simple statement sets it all off. Simple things said in jest that shouldn't mean anything are the ones that hurt the most. They hurt the most because they are the most honest things that can be said. People say what's on their minds in a hateful way simply because they think you will laugh it off, but then you dont. The things run through your brain over and over and over again pulling you under into the dark chazem of your mind. There is no escape. Once you enter the only way out is by doing somthig you shouldn't. Smoking ****, maiking yourself sick, running your nails into your skin into your skin until you bleed. The only way out is to go deeper into the rabbit hole.

But once you go there you dont just pop back. Every one of those negative things has repercussions that leave you worse off than before you fell in. You try to do better "healthier" things. The okay ways to cope. But it doesn't work. All you want is what you did before. To numb the pain. If you just can't feel it then it's not there.
Peace, being numb. They are basically the same thing to an addict. As long as you dont have to feel the bad things then whatever gets the job done is the thing to do.

But then finally you reach this point where you realize that you need to change. It doesn't get easier. you have to change your brain. Find new ways to cope with the pain.

Yes cope because it never goes away. So I sit here with my paper and pen writing because its better. Even if it doesn't that way. because I'm not being a disappointment to my family, but most of all. I'm not disappointing myself.

If i cook the oceans
And freeze the seas
If bring butterflies out of my hat
And rabbits of the skies
If i be a light to brighten your day
Will you stay ?


Will you stay ?
If i use my tears to paint an image of you
Use my heart to make you heart beats
Burn you warmth anytime your hands are cold


Will you stay ?
If i kneel on the floor
Will you open that door
And never remember everything we want to have


Will you stay ?
If i put a knife in my lungs
Just to show
The air i am breathing is you


Will you stay ?
If i kiss the sun for you
Even if i burn

Will you stay ?
If i make the rain
Fall under us
If i make the skies snow
When it shines
Will you stay ?


JOEY PERCIVAL IKECHUKWU

Every day
At cafe
How kind is your heart
I wish I could plant a Jasmine in your heart

هر روز
در کافه
قلب شما چقدر مهربان است
کاش می توانستم گل یاسمن را در
قلب شما بکارم

My soul spices for unending love
To build an orb of adoring cove
Where magical wands stops time
Making our soul in body to elope
In a fountain of water *****
There we found an undying breath

Martin Ijir

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I like the spices in your new song
That jumps in an expected direction
To teach our tongue to be so long
I will keep it in my musical collection

We can attempt to see connection
How friendly elephants never forget ?
Don't turn away when we need protection
Our worthy life is to credit never to debt

But, be sure , snowman will melt one day
So be true to your thinking, hat, and gloves
That day may be Sunday but not a fun day
So try to be the star, the whole world loves

Jasmine draws my eyes on the highest tree
So that, nothing can be kept hidden from me
I can watch over you, Earth, Sky, and sea
Now ask God what is left for me, yet to see

~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~


P.S...My granddaughter , Jasmine, She has written, Oh my kind grandpa, I've drawn your eyes on the tall
branches of the trees

please excuse me
it is not a poem
but i just want to say
i am really happy that
Keikavoos Yakideh writes again

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Don't be a mud on road
be a rainbow in the sky
Master what and why

~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

Vast, grand, expance.
Open, ever changing, mystifying.
Crystally, foamy, blue.
Salty and fresh calming your breath.
Sandy shores outline you like a map
Topiagraphy jaggade and rough in a smooth clean natural way.
You sing us your song as the tides move in and out sweeping at the surface.
You draw us in by the breathtaking colors and movements that are emitted.
Laughter, happiness, hustle, and bussle all riddle you on warm sunny days.
But when the storms sweep your horizons people shy away.