Sorry
It's been a month that's felt like years,
And I can't help but feel ashamed
That i can't make it through a day
Without the hope id see your face.
The nights, I've spent them sleepless, Haunted by my thoughts.
And the days I feel so helpless,
Never wanting to go out.
Throughout these past few weeks,
I've been reclusive in my head
But the only peace of mind I found
Was me lying in your bed.
I'm sorry that I'm sorry...
And I hate the fact I call..
But honestly,
I do not know if I can make it on my own.
So I'll pack my bags and run,
Away from the realities of life
And pray to the God I don't believe in,
That at least you'll be alright.

You tried to build something to love
Rather than a home
Everyone kept telling you to be strong
When you needed just anyone
14 winters and summers have passed
The sun has made you leather
And I have become water

I can't stay any longer
I can't stay any longer

Forgive my feigned ignorance
I was but a child
In a house full of people
With forgotten youth
I can't save you here
Please let it go

It was the frontal assault
of brutal summer.
I waited for the rain
to come and fall on my neck.

There was no grief
between the aches.

In starlight, flitting
around in bushes,
fireflies,
you take me in twilight.

The vernacular nirvana
begins, till my moons squeeze.

It was not a stabbing
wound, to be picked up
by a poem in distress. Light
on light will speak

of femineity in dark.

t's a tragedy of life
that we think
whatever we like
regardless of how it is- in truth
the screams of our agonies
set us apart
from life and living
and we must know- we know nothing
we learn no secrets from earth
nor we make anything out of rivers, and oceans
we continue to be in our dark shells
where neither hope resides nor love
it's this inability of us- not loving
that makes our lives so hollow
i am disgusted to think
there's no equality, no compassion
in our hearts, nor in our minds
too much could have been done
and achieved- if only we knew
and realized
these words; i believe are the most powerful asset
i'll use it to depict the reality of the world
carrying the notes of hope, beauty and love
these are the most beautiful things happen to our restless hearts and souls
and the agitated wondering human mind
foresaking people for ones own pleasure
this world is getting crazy to craziest
and i know- this is the beginning of all the end- to be followed
life's still around, each day some dying
and some coming to this world of grief and torture
i wonder of mankind's ability to disobey
and rebel, how it overlook the essence of human existence
of one's own value and worth
i care to hold my mouth shut
yet my words come upfront
through the might of my passions
in sittings, in walking, in midnights, in mornings
not knowing how it pierces my world of peace
i, like many others destroy my own destiny with my foolishness
and regret afterwards
there's no room for regrets still
when there's ample space for dreams, for hopes
to all the lovers and dreamers
and i am aware of the setting of my heart's endless gloom
fiercely ablaze storms- meeting its dust of deceased
as it should and must
as i'm a dreamer, a soul set to fly soon
of a heart known only for love; and giving
even it hurts every inch of soul living and the bones composing the shape of my body
I, out of my sheer gratitude give out the submission to the nature
since i know not how to bow down
to people, even if loved
I remained unknown and fearless to their remarks
despite they are my heart's best lyric
all the piles of dust been thrown at me
to destroy the character, to belittle my passion
for which i care nothing, only a remorse
of deep sorry state that i feel
these words will always lack of what heart truly feel
in times of utter humiliation!

here's a ****** because I have to go.
What if life is full a fate?
Waiting for us to cross the gate?
To meet a stranger
someone new.
To Trip and fall
and feel askew.
just to make us a better
"me"
to make us feel invincibility.

The Ocean Blue
Salty like the tears of you
To restore my love what can I do?
For a cloud soars over the deep
*O' I weep
O' I weep!

Graveyards

Graveyards, scary
at night, scary at day,
Takes your breath away.

a dark and gloomy place,
where people hold their breath,
if they don't the dead creep
up on them, and they're gone

scary at night, scary at day, takes
your breath away.

to visit friends and family,
plant flowers and basely
Leafs, for they give them good
Luck.

scary at night, scary at day, takes
your breath away.

to say hello, or bid farewell,
To say good morning, or goodnight.

the dead, yes there scary and hidden,
but they have untold stories, and legacies,
For they're the forgotten of many.

a dark and gloomy place,
bid your farewells, watch out
you could be next, as the graveyard
Whispers in the wind, you leave,
Graveyards.