Even though your Mom is no longer here
You can still hear her voice
Her presence is there in the back of your mind
Lend her your ears in order to make the right choice
Always remember the good times
And the lessons that she taught you
She always wanted you to do your best
She taught you how to put your heart into everything that you do

If I wrote a book,
you will be my central character.
Million copies later,
I may write through your impeccable knowledge.

If I wrote a poem,
you will be in every word.
A couple of views later,
I may speak through your poetic silence.

If I acted in a play,
you will be my audience.
A few applauses later,
I may act out a monologue of glorious affection.

Say hi,
Say hello,
Say no more,
When words stop,
I will understand,
That we are where we need to be.

If I met you in real life,
you will be my soul mate.
A few decades later,
I may seek a second life with you.

So, meet me now! :)

I woke up sad....


But I woke up...


And that right there is a blessing

What made
us so beautiful
Is that we
were never
likely to happen,
And here we are;
Pretending
to be oblivious
To the obvious
love waves
Bouncing back
and forth
Between
our hearts
This thing
Is a never
ending start...
Where the moments
we are meant to share,
Are carelessly
forced apart.

you think that everything
is under control

that you have planned with care
and great consideration

then suddenly
some miscommunication
plus incidental elements

throw in a solid wrench
that reveals
how fragile
the strands of finely woven plans
will always be

She loved you
But did you love her too?
Was it true
You would hold her nectar hips
And kiss her lips
And promise you would never leave
You’d stutter her neck like flies on a carcass
And you loved the wild girls
With green eyes
But where you just whispering sweet little lies into her ears
Scared to face your fears
You said love wasn’t true
But you stuck to her like glue
The sticky tree sap
That held you and her together
Forever?