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Ysa Pa Apr 2016
Wishing for another me...
to love you
better than I ever did...
Ysa Pa Apr 2016
If given a choice, I would decide
To go along for the ride
As long as you're with me
I'm willing to bet on the uncertainty
Of that so called infinity
And sought after eternity
Transport to a world of color
With the touch of our lasting ardor
I offer you this life and forever
Whichever would last longer
Ysa Pa Apr 2016
The dimmed sky, but no sign of rain
The ticking watch signaling rush hour
Being compressed in an overpopulated train
The heavy traffic composed of horsepower
The deadlines to meet and the  city's commotion
The crowded streets like scattered jigsaw
My missing glasses and blurry vision
And the sight of you that **I still saw
Ysa Pa Apr 2016
A flare too risky to hold
A flame too hot for the coldest of the cold
A blaze unable to be glanced upon
A ludicrous conflagration
A spark too absurd to illuminate
A burn too dangerous to reciprocate
An ignited too deadly too recall
An incineration that ends all
An inflamed too painful to understand
An inferno too impossible to withstand
A meaningless and lifeless torch
A hopelessly cold and unfeeling scorch
Those are all the fires I knew
Then I encountered a fire that's true
I got too used to heat that I forgot
The difference between warmth and hot
You introduced a fiery fervor
I learned of a feverish ardor
Now that I have fallen in love so selfishly
To use your fire fueled by ardency
To warm up my heart that's burned and icy
Will you allow me?
Ysa Pa Apr 2016
Behind feelings gone wrong
Underneath each written song
There's a poet who writes
Lyrics and stanzas each night
With the slightest thought of you
Have you realized you're one of the lucky few?
To have received feelings ought to be conserved
To be written words that you don't even deserve
That our love for you would be preserved
And that for you, a part of our soul has been reserved
Ysa Pa Apr 2016
You trustworthy fox
You sly paradox
Cunning enough to commit thievery
Stealing something that I couldn't even see

I willingly gave it without consent
Through an act that I thought was pretend
You've gotten what was hidden so secure
You've stolen what I consider a great treasure

You've attained what has never been procured
You've taken it, now you're my cynosure
You crafty and honest vulpine
You've easily swiped what was mine

You've gained something which I was unaware of
You've captured my heart and obtained my love
Ysa Pa Apr 2016
For all those who have lost their way
Those doubting whether they should stay
Wondering where they belong
Those who can no longer grow strong
Roaming about and waning
Wandering around and unfeeling
Those full of fear and pain
Those whose hearts are full of rain
What should be done first
Is to quench their thirst
The thirst for Christ
And for their hunger to be sufficed
The hunger for faith
They crave for
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