All spent of spirit
weak and mortal
I become a willing
double, wish to be immortal.

Take me while I am willing,
while I am not fearing!
While I am dizzy with looking for an end to this.

If a new beginning o eternal
rest, or condemn me to the fire below
for all my sins, I wait. Ready.

Judgement, was told to me,
by Father's, Son's, and Holy Ghost's,
in psalms and in reality.

So, I cast no stones. Closed my eyes ,
and tried
to look at me.

Now so tired, I see,
my sins my never reaching
dreams never doing enough.

I cast my remains upon the
pyre to burn for sins and wishes:
time is fleeting.

Take me while I see.

It's not you
    I promise
What I say is true
      He never deserved
           You

     It's not your fault
           I know for a fact
      Trust me
             You are better
          Than a boy like that

It's for the best
       Please,
    Believe me
          He'll do it to the next girl
       And the next
            And next
      You'll find your one
          In this world

        It's time to breathe
             Have faith in what
          I'm saying to you
      This might just be
                Poetry
          But I was cheated on too

It's time to believe
      You're worth more than
   You can see
           No more tears, please
      He's not worth your pain
             You're gorgeous
       And you're NOT to blame

     It's for the best,
              It's not you
          Please,
    Just Breathe.
          Believe me,
  Cause I've made it through.
         I know,
      What I say is true.
             Cause
         **I was cheated on too.

Two houses,
A range,
Oceans and continents
Apart,
Separate
All the same.
Two lives
Never mined;
Two minds
Never melded.
This is what's left
When love's lost.
So I sell out
All property
And belongings.
Stand naked
And redress myself.
Learn a new song,
Write a new verse;
Slip it in
Drive,
Not reverse.

~~
new born coconut leaves
standing on the head of the tree
a mild north chill breeze blowing
raising sunlight reflects between the leaves

the falling light playing on the meadows
the growing day in to the fog's shadows

the new moody breeze growing a little
the cowboys wandering with the cattle
the boy is very crazy with his flying kite,
the birds are too busy within the day's light

I am wondering through the shadows
and finding my hopes within the meadows
when thousands of kites flying in the sky
there love growing on her gloomy eyes

where there a few of dreams coming
as the light falling between the leaves
where there thousands of whirling
hopes uttering in to the breeze  
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen