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Jan 6 · 24
I see your eyes, I'm looking front with a heart that aches.
I'm still and the mirror breaks
my hand on beat with my chest just on cue
counting all the rhythms composing of you
a piece of my eye slowly drips from my cheek
is this it, am I at my peak?
you built a person but you left so soon
couldn't have you stayed until noon?
I run, I run so fast chasing your trail
I pant till my breath turn pail
but I waited till the next you came
but to no avail, you did it again
and again
and again
I was hopeful when you came back from where you hid
until the last when you never again did
with the promises that you still held untrue
now I'm waiting for a day a mirror doesn't remind me of you.
This poem is as is how you see it but this one is very personal to me and i don't know if it's obvious who it's for.
Sep 2017 · 455
Coffee Shop 9:30 am
The strong smell of coffee hit the breeze or the fan
Driving it to my smell, to my nose with a plan
What a blessing, what a gem
To be in a Coffee Shop at 9:30 Am

The sound of the chimes ringing, the glass doors swing in
The coffee lashing tin, the sound of the songs come so thin
How happy the sounds to them
In the Coffee Shop at 9:30 Am

Friends, business men, students, and fancy women
Anyone could be here from hero to villain
Where there's peace and mayhem
In a Coffee Shop at 9:30 Am

The ceramic mugs heat to the touch
With the temperature of the air conditioning and such
The dangiling of my skirt from waist to hem
The feelings I have in the Coffee Shop at 9:30 Am

The final taste of cake with coffee, mixture of frosting and bean
Last gulp of strong Arabica until the mug is clean
Still my favorite place from now and then
Me in a Coffee shop at 9:30 Am
Feb 2017 · 233
Promise means a lot
But if they are set broken
Sorry means nothing
This haiku is inspired by a quote and A person
Feb 2017 · 121
You were my hope,
My faith,
My love my everything
But you never knew

I took my chances the chances I can never take back
The time I spent trying to get your attention was enough to solve my problems
But then again you are one of them

I can't believe how stupid I am to fall in love with you
But I can't believe how lucky I am to meet you
Feb 2017 · 226
When all is forgotten
When all is forgotten
It's like it never happened
All we went through
It's like nothing to you

We went through thick and thin
Through hell and heaven
But through the things I put you through
I guess now we are even

We were something only we were blind to see
Other people pushed us together but all we wanted was to be set free
Wouldn't you agree
I'm sorry all I thought about was me

I'm sorry I just needed air
But I was too selfish to see you standing there
This relationship was a mistake begotten
But it's fine when all is forgotten
Aug 2016 · 513
I can't believe it
I've waited for this moment all my life
I've waited for her to break his heart
To leave him

But why?
Why do I feel pain?
Why does it hurt?
Why am I not happy?

Maybe it's because he's hurt
He feels pain
He's not happy
Maybe that's why

I can see it in what he writes
He still loves her
Cares for her
Wants her back

Or maybe it's the fact that he's  still not mine
Or it's because he still loves her
Or he doesn't notice me as her replacement,
it's because he sees me as a sister or a friend

I might not be those things
But for me he'll always be

Him is someone
Aug 2016 · 398
Her Soul
Her soul her beauty her passion
Was just the little things there's more to mention
She had dreams like ballet and dancing
She was almost there but life gave her a ring

That ring gave her a man she thought she would love
But this is how her dream flew away like a dove
'its stupid' he said
All the words getting in her head

She was depressed and anxious about his opinion and threat
So she hid it from him there was nothing more to say
She did it and she stayed away
To think he loved her to think he cared to this his love he could always share

She hid this for a year or two
Until he found out about it from his crew

He sighed and got mad
Though he truly loves her he always have had
So as a husband he did his role
And nourished her life and soul
I got bored so I wrote this

— The End —