Colors have meanings
yet, I cannot understand this one
This color gives of a hint of freshness,
new beginnings in one's life
A warmth spread so thin
it reflects upon us during the day

Everyone is surrounded by it
Yet, this color is most peculiar
Why does it exist to humans?
Nothing is felt from it
It is only described
to the nature that provides it

If anything it makes me feel disturbed
it glares at you, like it's judging
Most food that rots or molds,
turns this color first
Yet, this color is defined as
vibrant, relaxing, and summer

Sometimes I wonder
when I'll stop being a table
tired of people weighing me down;
beginning to croak with strain
no matter how strong my legs are
I find it harder to support myself

Continuously, every day
I feel just a bit flatter

Life may have dealt a bad hand
Don't forget you can make a stand

Home.
Is surrounded
by the
paintings
on the walls
Judging,
Fleeting,
and
Trapping.

To Her too big heart,
For Her, she is no spare part

Always taking care of others
Adopting those before her own need
She is the most gentle of all mothers
This mother has never shown any greed

To Her too big heart,
Within Her, her soul defines art

Like a light ray hitting a mirror
washing everyone with color
making their thoughts more clearer;
perhaps our darkness a bit smaller

To Her too big heart,
Love Her, she wanted a restart

Worry for her well-being
that is all she may ask for
time is beating and aging
she quickly becomes sore

To Her too big heart,
Help Her, before she comes apart

Acting happy for anyone's sake
Though as days pass by,
her body begins to ache
she knew not why, she began to cry

To Her too big heart,
Praise Her, when she is hurt

She may count on God
though she is already giving up
somewhere in her life, it became flawed
and began filling herself up with a coffee cup

From Me, your second daughter,
your sister's daughter, neighborhood child,
and your family's family.

Crosses on the windows
Why must you divide the view?
The outside world is not divided into sections
It is instead, one giant pane

Being objectified by humanity
It's future ***** and unclear
People may be hired to clean you,
but the major issues are stained

Beyond recognition, so filthy
I wonder if we will ever
gaze upon a clean and open
window ever again

My dreams scatter
like the seeds of a dandelion
Drifting here and there
wanting to settle down
somewhere I belong
A family wouldn't be so bad after-all

Reflection of one's self
relies on the person
staring back at themselves
for the mirror only shows,
what it sees in you
not what you want to look like

Why do you think it hangs face first?

Nothing can stop me now
not even this brick wall
that was filled with selfish emotions
of everyone that told me
that I couldn't do it
no one can break something this tall
however solidified it is
not even heaven and earth
can stop me now
as I trudge through
with heavy stomps toward
my goal that will keep me alive
in this uninspiring world
filled with vexatious people

I will do what I want
to achieve the highest standing
of emotional wellness
and pursuit of a thing called
Happiness

Safe from all harm
embraced in one arm

You will always be by my side
wiping away your tears you have cried

That man cannot hurt you now
you snatched my heart somehow

Oh, baby do not fret
you should not regret
he may be upset
I will warn him with a threat

All everyone hears outside
as the loud whistle intensified;
the creeping fate magnified
making us constantly reside

Here I sat next to my bedside
this wouldn't be the first time I cried
helplessly stuck inside
this was happening worldwide

All I did was hug my teddy bear and hide
waiting for my dad to arrive
wondering if he did survive
we never did get to say goodbye

My eyes felt dried
and couldn't help feeling terrified
with a thought that amplified
that he may have already died

An increasing want to lay aside
with my teddy bear to randomly confide
no matter how much I begged, it never replied
angrily launching it across the room, dissatisfied

This place wasn't fortified
but it was supplied
that was all they could provide
as everyone ran countrywide

If only our country allied
though it seemed nullified
it was now my time to decide
whether or not to commit suicide

It would be better than committing homicide
though no matter how I tried
there wasn't any emotion identified
Besides hoping that no will be satisfied

Because this is one thing that couldn't be,
Unjustified.

Undaunted life of mine,
Please understand
I cannot go on
To my fabricated land

As if I could escape
A parallel to Neverland
For I wish to never grow,
But I cannot resist the glittering sand

The stress of tests
for which I confess
that I am depressed
but will still suppress
that feeling of stress
with a tightening in my chest

I should have guessed
instead of creating this mess
the teacher is impressed
to bad I'm too obsessed,
to even protest
I cannot help but inquest
when I will receive my eternal rest

These words will not
go past these parted lips
but my heart speaks
to my mind very clearly
Singing in a tone of
understanding ,
and gut-wrenching
content

Some people,
are considered not
human, but a machine
that consists of no emotions
no matter how much,
they smile at you,
laugh with you,
talk to you
Care for You

All I could see,
was a fine silver
it was so quick,
but my heart was
even faster,
for this silver
it could not outrun
me in this race
But, sadly I could
not replace me for you
as my regret
falls with your
leftover tears, reflecting
back at me

For the first time
I wanted to live
not for me but for her
Oh Dear, may I?
I promise to hold you,
when you cry

Dear, you are mine
and I am yours
even if you do not
see it now, but
I will be there
when you need me
The Most

The color of death,
is conceived as red
blinking consistently,
threateningly, and
annoyingly

Time slows to seconds
for there is a timer
to mark my death
white, rectangle strips
draw me to,
My last resting place

When can I stop denying
This self righteous path,
of truthful lying
For I can not live,
without dying
These words,
are quite terrifying
So I'll say this once,
without crying
What may come out,
may sound like endless prying

Men can have anyone but Her,
pink scattered petals fly
My dear, your eyes flutter
at a complete standby
she starts to splutter
when I kneel below the blue sky
and began to mutter
she lets out a faint cry
and hearing that, it made
My heart melt like butter

My home is older than me
but my love for it still stands
filling its gapes with memories
though its starting to wear
along with my body
to die in this home
would be a kiss of happiness
and a brush of regret
for leaving it so
we belong with each other
it holds my love,
my memories,
and most important
my soul

And to depart with such a thing,
would not be horrible
for my home is older than me

From now on,
hopes and desires
will reluctantly withdraw
hence there is newfound joy
not in his life, but mine
small and precious
soft and fragile
do not fret, little one
for your life is only beginning
listen to my calming tone as you lull;
nothing will hurt you as long as I am here
so rest assured that my love will keep you safe
I may not be proud of myself,
but you, you should be
because their is nothing
in this world that can
judge you innocent
little angel of mine
so hush now;
everything
will be
alright

Blades scrape across calves
Itching, irritating,
Children shout and laugh
Imitating, inviting,

Warmth burns and bakes
Igniting, inflicting,
Rippling shadow cast South
Imprinting, imposing,

Yellow dandelions stand tall
Intermixing, inclining,
Brief, cool wind tickles
Invading, inducing

Dear, to whomever,
last parting gift of gratitude
lips press against seal
to whomever,
this piece of wretched heart
is easily teared apart
to whomever,
it may not be your concern
but hold me close

As this is my last piece of comfort

Miss you, you
are my sunlight
the rays of unlimited warmth
now gone cold
as my long hair grays
becoming vast storm clouds
waiting for the coldness,
to take over
So we are reunited,
once again

Nothing simple about this,
'Love at first sight'
Yet foolish and wanted
People will shake heads
But I cannot help,
to yearn for it
In hopeful secretiveness, waiting
for a warm embrace
in reassurance that,
it will come

Somewhere and someday,
Freedom will come
and so will my love
For you, is all
my embodiment needs,
to feel whole once again.

Tea bubbles piping hot
Musty scent of cologne
Gaze has been caught
Every thought lay prone

Piercing brown upon recognition
Around morning you came
A cycle of repetition
Never knowing your name