Breathe the scent of sin
Inhale everything, leave nothing behind
As it goes deep in
to your throat, your body gives a faint warning
a slight choke it seems
Still it continues to sail down to the deepest of your body
it wanders around
and mingles with every bit of your cell
As your blood rushes through
mixing, intertwined with those sins
Your body becomes suddenly paralyzed
and soon you'll wake up in paradise

I am a wannabe poet
I want to make beautiful pieces
I want to write about a lot of things
But I am stuck in the topic called “LOVE”

I am a wannabe writer
I want to tell wonderful stories
I want to write about a lot of possibilities
But I am stuck in the topic called “LOVE”

I am a student
I want to have good grades in my studies
I want to be able to study diligently
But I am stuck in the topic called “LOVE”

Words that give an impact
Stories that matters
Lessons that are important
I want to write them
I want to tell them
I want to study them
But I can’t because
I am stuck in this topic called “LOVE”

When I write
I try to write about a lot of stuffs
To write something beautiful
But I tend to write about love

When I make stories
I want to make complicated and exciting topics
To write something that grabs your attention
But I tend to make love stories

When I study
I want to study diligently
I want the lessons to sink into my mind
It does sink, but it gets drowned by the thoughts of love


I wonder why, I am stuck in the topic called “LOVE”
I wonder what great force does love hold
A force greater than gravity it has
For not even gravity can hold my thoughts down to reality
Love always makes my thoughts fly away
Love can even drive others to insanity

Today I wanted to write something
Probably just anything
Anything that pops into mind
Of course it’ll be love, ‘coz lately it’s the only thing on my mind

I wanted to write something beautiful
I wanted to make stories that is wonderful
I wanted to study diligently
I wanted to write words that has an impact
I wanted to make stories that matter,
Complicated, exciting and attention grabbing
I wanted to study the things that are important

So now I am stuck in the topic called “LOVE”
I am stuck writing about this topic called “LOVE”
Because I realized,
LOVE is
Beautiful,
Wonderful,
Can make you diligent
Love can hit you with a great impact
Then love will be everything that matters
And love might get complicated, but then it will be exciting and attention grabbing
But most of all,
In our life, the presence, the existence, the concept, the topic of LOVE
Is important

Maybe, these reasons are the reasons why
I am stuck in the topic called “LOVE”

Change is inevitable
They say
But this is questionable
I dare say

Past, present, future
had, is, might
a certain change of words
yes you will see

In past there exists an -ed
Add this and it'll be history

The present presents us with -ing
Add this and it'll be a present thing

To the future that is a mystery
You need to add a certain uncertainty
Might, Could, Would it can be

But change is not for me
The past, the present, the future
Is just but mere words for me
I have something that'll never change for sure

Now I will tell you
I have not loved
I do not love
I will not love
Anyone but you
And this was
this is
this will
Always be true

I have loved you
I love you
and I won't let a concept of mystery change that
for the future is just a change in time
And my love for you is already defined
My love is not a function of time
So it will never changed by times
So my love will always be for you

past, present, future participle might change
but still it will always be you
I tell you that's true

I told you
I am telling you
I will tell you
I love you

If you have wings then you should fly
At first it's hard but you need to try
Try harder till you reach the sky
Then you will see the view from up high

Feel the wind against your face
With the birds you will race
Race to the furthest of the world then you'll realize
The world you have lived before now looks so small in size

Then you begin to wonder
And you start to ponder
Of the reasons why
You wanted to reach the sky

At first you were enjoying
But now you feel a certain kind of longing
You're longing to touch something
Coz aside from clouds, in the sky there is nothing

Now you will know
Back to the ground you'll need to go
Up high to down low
To the ground you will go

At the ground you touch the things you missed
But then later you are ******
Down low everything's so tight
So again back to the sky you'll then take flight