I love you from the very bottom of my heart even on the days where we both do not feel like it, i love you even on the days where you think i don’t. I do.

I love you on all of the days when you’re feeling blue, where you can’t even find yourself within you. I love you on days where loving wasn’t seemed true. I’ve loved you on the days where my heart was set on curfew. I’ll love you, i will do, even if it’s the last thing i do.

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

i have never thought of love to come
in many phases
in a basket full of lilies,
a moment before the sun rises,
or just in time when droplets of rain rush their way to the ground.
Of love you lay upon me,
when the lilac sky turns dark,
right before midnight
before we burry ourselves into coldness in time.

Blue ocean tide
Calms the tiniest
Storm in my heart

Not as soothing
Calming
Not as serene
As you

Have i told you
How stars collide
Above my head
That one night in June?

Have i told you
How i colour
A blank paper
Light blue?

Haven’t i told you?
I was nothing but
A miserable virtue
Till there was you

I am lost of words
Feelings untangled
All scattered
On the rounded table

I can’t write about you
The feelings too true
All i can see is hue
Of deep dark marine blue

Little foot steps
Walking across the crowded streets
Black and white polkadots
Barely know where she's heading
Little does she know
Smell of tuberose
Has caught someones attention
Vanilla and Brownie
Are just someone's cup of tea
Yet she's dreaming
Roaming around
Walking to the east
Falling to the ground
Watching sunsets
With her eyes closed