While I let go of your hand, my heart breaks in pieces
All I can think of is what's left of all the small pieces
The vestige of a life we built, the promises we made
Shattered by the mistakes I made and again, made

You were not the one to blame,
I was the one after the fame
And with your heart I played
Setting it on fire while you prayed
For me, for us and for love

You were in love with a dove,
But baby, I am a phoenix
And I can never be chained by love
I'll die and come back before six

Poetry is a blessing but also a curse
For poets always long for depth
And sometimes they find it in a pulse
A heartbeat or a broken heart

So darling, I'll toast to your life
While I crumble and die
But don't worry about me, love
I am a Phoenix, remember?

Tonight, when the moon is high
And everything is quiet
I'll let the tears down for a while
Hoping to let go in style

You know I write
Even when it's not right
Because I can't do anything else
Than let the world see my place

For all the words I want to say But fail to speak
For all the songs I want to sing But fail to voice
For all the love I wish to give But fail to provide
For all the care I want to share But fail to show

Writers and poets are like water in the river
Sometimes it's calm, sometimes it's angry
Sometimes it's a lot that what we can carry
And other times, it's all that we can bury

So we write, because what else can we do?
I write, what else can I do?
I am a poet in a world where poetry is not seen
And all I pray for is to be seen, really seen

Tonight, I'll talk to my heart and wait for it to answer back
As I wait in the silence of the night for a comeback
I'll cry some tears and hope for some peace of mind
And somehow pray so that Hope is all I find

If legends lived eternally,
My Momma would live longer
Than the Trees she planted
In her Home Garden

If birds could walk,
Man would have seen and understood
That the sky was never the limit
And flying high is as creating your own path

If trees could talk,
They would teach man to not lose their roots,
And forget who they are
For a soul without roots is as dead as a cut tree

If rain could sing,
Its melody would play
And man would hear
That sometimes it's good to let go of the hold
For a thunder is not appreciated as a sweet rain

If emotions could speak,
They would tell man that they're guides,
Not obstacles raging in the night
But omens to the Greater Self

If I could write,
I'd tell you what I know
And you'd tell me what you know
But we hide and never write

Allow me to love you loud
When the sun is hidden behind the clouds
When fear is hovering like a thief in the crowd
And all I can do is look at your eyes, all proud

Allow me to love you deep
With words written in the silence of the night
When the whole world is asleep
And the only ones left standing are just you and I

Allow me to love you
With a heart that beats only for you
And beats faster when I hear you
A heart that'll stop without you

Allow me to love you lastly
With acts that speak loudly
When words fail slowly
To show you where my love stands
For now and the infinity

What if all I got was this life?
And it’s still not enough?
What if all the lights die slowly,
And let me stay in the dark alone?
What if I was a light to be lit,
And a fire sent to burn everything down?
Would you still let me be the ink that fills your chapters?
Would you still hold my flame so it doesn’t disappear in the night?
Would you still reach out and let my fire burn your fears?
Coz darling, I’m made of paper and steel
No matter what, I’ll always hold you still

I am strength emboldened in a body
I am grace wrapped in a human shape
I am tears worn down by the raising sun
I am screams of despair chained down
I am mounts of sorrow and pain
I am depths of furry and anger
I am courage and fierceness
I am more than a story on a paper
I am more than a name written in the sand
I am more than a face covered with emotions
I am the voice shouting in the night
I am the storm that took and swept you away
I am darkness and light fused
I am poetry and love songs
Hidden in a book of ancient tales
I am fiction and romance
Written with love’s ink
I am more than a story on paper
I am poetry and love songs
Scarred and graved into the soul