Our cupped whispers
Our blanket fort
Our candy bracelets
Our secret shh
Our tiny giggles
Our childish valentine
Our love grows
Time agnostic


© 2019 MJL

i always have
the urge to run.

but what is it like
to be a tree?

to be confident enough
to root yourself
and grow with
wild abandonment,
being unapologetically
you?

i'm still running,
but i wish i knew.

You’re not a poet because you know those ‘fancy’ words
You’re a poet because every word you write comes straight from your heart

You’re not a poet because people admire your work
You’re a poet because you write for your own contentment and not for people's consent

You’re not a poet because you feel alone
You’re a poet because pen and paper are your biggest companions

You’re not a poet because you understand emotions better
You’re a poet because you let them flow freely

You are not a poet because you’ve failed in love
You’re a poet because you’ve been in love deeper than anyone else

You’re not a poet because you are strong
You’re a poet because you don’t hide your weaknesses

You’re not a poet because you can heal hearts
You’re a poet because you know what it means to be broken

It feels like being caught in rain
You never know when it happens
and usually it happens at the most unexpected place

It starts with a lightning
and the thunders roaring
while the darkness in a haste
consumes the whole world

Some people run away from it
Some of us hide from it
and others pull out an umbrella
hoping it'll all pass away

But when it happens with us
we hold each others hand tightly
Shivering and doubtful of the unknown
we endure it together waiting it to begin

Because when the dark clouds settles
and the weather calms down
we're left with rainbow colors
and petrichor in the soothing winds
the droplets soaking our body
filling our heart with a sweet sense

We stand there forever
Till the only thing that remains,
is a feeling which possesses us
just like the Rain