a rose
might yield
intentions
fake and loveless intentions
intentions to use and abuse
none to love and appreciate
only to have a quick
fulfillment
then maybe a "i love you"
just to get some more fulfilment
a sneak peek into the unknown
the wanted to be known
fake
fake
fake
"love"
just for flesh on flesh
all of this concealed in a one gesture
the use of a rose

You're like the sun:
so far,
yet I endlessly feel your burn.

If I have too much of you
I might become ill skinned,
but if I don't have enough of you
I would lack vital vitamins.

If I don't see you
I wouldn't wake,
only sleep.

If you aren't there
life wouldn't be either;
for without you
life is just an absent dream.

When I'm stranded,
You guide me.

When I'm confused,
You affirm me.

When I fear that I've lost you,
You suddenly reappear.

When I make it out,
I pray you don't disappear.

The swells might burden me,
But you drive me to overcome.

As I enter the calm waters,
I see the lighthouse.

You're there.

Exterior beauty is viewed like the average individual passing a painting.
They barely understand meaning, but seem to conclude that the painting is beautiful.

Interior beauty is ignored like the average individual passing a painting.
They understand the surface, they see it's beauty, but the exact story behind the painting is unknown and worthless.

We focus on the exterior, make a decision and leave, but forget that the interior is what will reveal itself louder than the most bombastic exterior.

Toxic relationships feed our lustful need for love.
Why do we accept the most fake love around just for physical stimulation?
Love is more emotional than physical, but still we choose bodies over souls.

Just as drugs, love is addictive.
More and more use leads to more and more breakage.
Once we're completely spent at the use of fake love do we only start to see the reality.

Yet, we still bypass the urge to consider the soul and continue being a slave to an urge for temporary happiness.

Without an emotional connection, how do you completely connect with your "loved" one?
Just a physical connection doesn't mean there's a complete connection.

We can't get enough of fake love,
Even though it kills us.

You would gently manipulate her.
You would secretly use her.
You would have a strategy for her every move, a plan for anything she'd do.

Her weakness became your endeavor.
You dehydrated her soul.
You made her suffer just so that you could strive.
You were slowly killing her.

***** you mankind, ***** you.

Today, we fight many battles.
How has it gone so far?
Injustices rule;
Stand up for yourself, risk death.

We gain nothing through violence.
Our dignity is tainted.
Random acts of goodness overshadowed.
Living becomes indefinable.
Death is felt with the warmth of blood.

“I was attacked.”
Suffering being witnessed and felt.

“I barely survived.”
Now people need to watch their backs.
Fury prowls the streets,
Until justice is served.
Remember when we used to be free.
“I arrived home safely.”
A "Good Morning" text is now feared.
Today it can be exactly what it is.
In a few days, it's a death notification.
Now we need to fight together;
Great powers require big forces.

Many will fall. And
Eventually we will all rise.

(Take the first letter of each line and make a sentence.)

so peculiar yet
You have chosen me

so undeserving yet
You have blessed me

so full of sin yet
You have cleansed me

so full of the world but
Greater are You who is in me

they try to stop me but
nothing will stop me from reaching for You

You are Jesus ❤

I cant take this no more
Everything's out of control
I'm flat on the floor
Starting straight up at the sky
Counting stars
Thinking hard
About every constellation
Realising that you're my favorite
You light up the sky
You are my light in the darkness
You guide me along the way
All the way to you

Sometimes, you don't get what you want.
Sometimes, you have to move away from what you want.
Most times, you end up wanting to turn back.
Most times, you die on your way back.

A glimmer,
A glimmer of something.

Obscured vision,
Justified by your intensity.

Your light,
Piercing the darkness.

Man made objects
Try to cause you to waver,
But nothing can stop you from the favour.

Similar objects
Cannot compare,
Nothing out there is anywhere as fair.

Should you die - the glimmer would too...
Then I would not know how to find my way out of the darkness that I have consumed.

Something as cold as snow can still be beautiful.
Look at the human race;
The surface looks like that of purity and divinity,
But beneath lies a cold-hearted lack of empathy.

Stories have now become lies
Love has now become a weapon

The path hidden beneath the snow has now become a trap for many to follow and fall into.

I offer myself as bait to those who eat souls for breakfast.

I offer myself as a toy to those who want to kick me.

I offer my soul to those who need new soles on their shoes because my soul is the most immune to physical abuse, with a soft heart acting as a comfortable cushion to stomp on.

a creature that devours its prey
one that has no sympathy
lives its own life as it wishes
uses fake love as a luer

slowly it wraps itself around you
as you get more comfortable, it tightens its grip.
you give it what it wants
you're satisfied

it continually steals your purity
uses your love to dig deep into you
almost literally
it "loves" you

it finds someone else while you're gone
it tells her that she's the only one
it says it's in love with her
it loves the physical contact

it wraps around you
around her
it feels your skin
unfiltered "love"

it is a snake
he is a snake
you've been lied to

he is a snake

She was uncomfortable
Living life out of her comfort zone
She longed for someone to steal her
To take her to where she feels comfortable

He brought comfort
He found her and stole her
He was feared by her
But he showed her that he was different

She found her comfort

Peaceful symphonies
Graceful symphonies
Deeply resonating in my soul
Soothing the inner me

The rhythm captivating me
Consuming all my strength
Making me weak
Moulding the inner me

Then silence came

I was left alone.
Alone - without external support

My soul needed life again
The rhythm had brought me life

It was her heartbeat
Her heartbeat orchestrated my life
She was my life

Your beauty marks;
Scars formed in the process of obtaining beauty, forming a constellation that makes up my universe.

You make me want to cover myself,
hide myself,
abuse myself.

All that you can see are my eyes;
Looking out for where you are,
Hoping that you'd stop.

You make me want to give you a blank canvas,
so that you can paint me in the way you want me to be - I want to live to be myself, you can live with your own version of me.

You've used me
and now my love for you feels second hand,
just like the way you've treated me as your only other option.

You are nothing humane.
You stand out like a diamond amongst millions of other gems.

You drive me insane.
I am to blame, but you make it difficult
I try to remain composed, but everytime I see you, my heart just explodes.

You cause me to sacrifice many things;
Late nights, all for you.
You really get under my skin.
You're my everything, and I want to be your everything too.

You were brighter than everything.
You were all I could hope for.
I thought I was everything to you, but you hit me right in the core

I've always been there for you,
Through thick and thin,
You were my ultimate win.

But now things are different.
Seperated, like a cub without it's mother.
My heart, I wish I could save it.

If I fight the good fight,
There will be hope within the light.

You were my favourite constellation.
You became my addiction.
But now you are the burglar bars preventing me from running off into the sunset with my real love, fleeing your darkness.

When I look into​ the past
I see you and me,
I see you being all I need.

When I look into​ the past,
I see us becoming much more.
I see us being together.

When I look at you,
I still see what you used to be,
but now you don't know me.

When I look into​ the past,
I see myself seeing much more
Than what I see right now,
Which is nothing at all.

Like fire,
she needs oxygen to breathe.
Like the sun,
she needs fuel to burn.
Like the moon,
she needs light to glow.
Like the stars,
she needs to be herself to shine.

She wears a mask.
Her beauty is hidden away from us and we think that she's just adding extra fuss.

She's hiding.
Her mask could be hiding the scars that she doesn't want the world to see.

She believes society.
Her whole soul is written in societal phrases which degrade her in all of her beautiful spaces.

She's afraid of her identity.
Her mask is all we see, but her heart wants to secretly jump out at you and me.

Love makes us blind to anything we deem to be intolerable or immoral, and only allows us to see beauty.

alternating feelings
each one partly undesirable
from liking to loving
from being distant to having no connection
from thinking she's the one to knowing she's the one

if you could shine
the darkness would evacuate
but since you're potent
you remain homogeneous to the darkness

your subtle presence
like that of a sickness
hidden only till its effects are seen
death far too sympathetic for you

your personality so evil
that transparency turns into opaque
that love turns into hatred
that wishing upon a shooting star turns into a death wish

all my struggles
all my attempts
are useless

continually
i plead with you to understand
that you are beautiful

i try to explain that you are beautiful
but there is always something
always someone better
that miraculously steals all your beauty just because they are beautiful
!??

i wish i could take a dagger
stab myself
and use my blood to paint
"YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL"
-
on every doubt you have
on every wall that you have built around yourself
on anything that can fit 3 simple words
that basically mean
-
listen
r e a d
b e a u t i f u l
?
heard it before
?
i call you that every time
now believe me already

All my veins
Lead to my heart

Everything happens
Because of my heart

Without blood
My heart wouldn't pump

Without purpose
My heart wouldn't beat

My heart is the reason I'm alive
Without it I'm non-existant

You're the reason that I exist
You're the reason my heart beats
Without you I'm non-existant

Like the sun,
they are always shining.
When it is cloudy,
they are still there,
No different.
Their presence always felt in a sensation.

Like the moon,
They are the light to the darkness,
They never disappoint you.
Seeing them never comes too soon.

Like the stars,
All over,
each one shining bright.
With that bright north star being the Mother,
the real diamond.

They are always around,
All beautiful in their own way,
Priceless in every way.

Woman are hard to understand,
but they are definitely irreplaceable.

Happy Woman's Day ❤

The distance between us has multiplied
Physically, we're miles away.
Our hearts have been separated.
But I feel like there was always a connection before you performed the separation.

Once we were close to calling it a relationship
Until one night you told me there were no feelings.
Everything was cool, until I saw a picture of you and my replacement.

He was in your personal space and you were happy.
I thought I made you happy, but you favoured some hidden love.

I don't know if there was love for me.
Those tight hugs and meaningful conversations told me that there was something in it.
I guess I was only scratching the surface of a well hidden lie.

Days I'd sit thinking about the future.
You were leaving soon and my biggest concern was to ensure that I don't lose you to someone else.
But that happened anyway.

We could be talking daily on social media,
But maybe I'm just not worth it.

I hate that I'm fond of you.

i fell
for you
sacrificed my life
for you
ignore me is all
you do

falling out of love is what?
starting to hate
all of you.

The flood left a cavity.
It came in without mercy,
It removed and ripped what I held onto,
It took away what I loved,
But it's ironic that a flood of love removed all the love that I ever had.
The flood diluted it's impurities with my purities.

A life without a mother is like fighting a war

alone.

feelings re-appear
images re-appear
the fear of loving becomes more apparent
love that leads to heartbreak enters again

trying to channel the feeling
into nothingness
is tough as it is when your mind plays with you
especially after seeing the person for the first time

stupid thoughts drown me
the realness of a human is questionable
but somehow the love remains

no matter what

You broke me.
I'm standing here, broken.
You made me tear up.
I'm laying here, emotional.
You beat me down.
I'm getting up, slowly
You hurt me.
I'm moving, painfully

My head is telling me that I'm broken.  
- Therapy.
My head is telling me that I'm emotional.
- Therapy.
My head is telling me that I'm powerless.
- Therapy.
My head is telling me that this is painful
- Therapy.

All I need is your
Therapy.

Love is a 4 letter word with different meanings and properties.

It can be the appreciation¹, the admiration², the affection³ or even the constant need⁴ for person or object.

Love can be overrated¹.
It is seen as a fulfillment² of one's lustful³ nature and not as an intimate⁴ and mutual way of showing affection.

Love should not envy¹, it should be kind².
Love does not boast³, and it is patient ⁴.

4 fingers represent 4 different meanings and properties of love...

4 is the half of 8, the shape of Infinity.

2 sets of 4 intertwined fingers makes 8, love lasting for Infinity. - The holding of hands.

rainbows happen when
life stirs me up,
when it gets really tough,
when I'm high on feelings, but
the good comes my way in the end.

the *** at the rainbow:
the gold beautiful, refined and perfect
exactly like your appearance,
but your heart like the most viscous storm.

dark dark nights,
wind howling,
your heart really dark,
viciously​
killing all my rainbows.

Fight with your all,
But sink deeper,
Further from who you call
your all.

Hold me with pride.
Keep me with passion.
There's no need to cry,
But I'm not leaving in any ordinary fashion.

Release me with sorrow.
Allow me to be who I am.
I might see you tomorrow,
But if you're not okay with it, I am.

My hands got tired of holding on.
My nails ripped through your flesh.
You can go listen to a sad song
Because I sacrificed it all to hang on.

We all stand together, united
We all stand together, empowered
We all stand together, ambitious

We all stand together, divided
We all stand together, separated
We all stand together, insensitive

We all stand together in the same world that contains excessive wealth and neverending poverty.

Where is the balance?

you held me in your hand,
you took me everywhere - at your mercy.
you would drop me in the sand,
continually batter my heart and soul,
then only would you go looking for your mercy which you lost, somewhere in the sand.

Naked;
No more protection
All my scars are visible
Every body part is uncovered
My beauty is unfiltered
I'm on display
Whether you like me or not
I'll show you all of my beauty
Love me
Explore me with ease
But respect God's art.

You possess nothing, but beauty.
You possess nothing, but love.
You have everything, but self love.

You receive endless praise, but still you don't believe.
You are the definition of purity, but still you keep your inaccurate opinion.
You get all the credit in the world, but still you don't accept who you really are.

You are you - not the you that you define yourself as, but the one that you really are.

Be like fire
Be like ice
Have equal desires
Think twice

In one
You would burn
In the other
It would burn

If you're fire
Be oxygen too
If you're ice
Try to be nice
Cold isn't always nice

She's falling apart
She's discolouring
She's being stripped of her mask
She's revealing herself

The previously strong and content female
Is now bare.
What was once coated in sugar with an incomprehensible bitter taste
Is now unveiled.

Her soul now radiates to the world;
She experienced her autumn-season.

If the stars can shine independently,
If the sun can burn independently,
If the earth can orbit independently,
If outer space can operate alone,
If everything natural needs no partner why do you?

Wooden creations of life.
Thousands of years of hassle-free thriving
'till we arrived.

Currently, decaying and suffering trees are killed,
Perfectly healthy creations are murderer,
Wise and noble beauties are ripped from the earth.

Its home
(earth)
Is dying too.

Large cavities in the earth
Like a mine shaft in your tooth.
Suffering is synonymous with humans.

Our lives depend on nature, both their existence and their death.

Nature provides us with important ingredients to life,
But we also remove every trace of it in our urbanisation.

Trees stand their ground,
They don't go down without a fight.
They stand tall and are tough to penetrate.

They have faith that their roots will be the strength to their growth and do not detach,
so why do we dwell on others to be our strength and why do we disown our origins.

Be more like a tree.
Believe in your capabilities;
Live a confident life.

Back and forth.
A tug of war with my thoughts and feelings.
Fighting between two different entities;
The “Yes” and the “No”.

The “Yes” pummels my equilibrium.
Forcefully overwhelming me.
Almost drowning me.
But carries me closer to safety.

The “No” brings me back to equilibrium.
Welcoming my recovery.
Allowing me to stand to my feet.
But tries to drag me closer to my death.

As the ocean leaves my sight, I realise that the “Yes” is the incoming wave and the “No” is the outgoing wave.

I'm left with deciding which wave I'd rather ride.