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caron Jun 2015
The flesh of my flesh was thee,
I have hurt myself by hurting you
The lightning of separation striked from your side
But my heart was still beating for you
Good things has stopped coming our way
And the train of mysteries packed not far away
It is bizarre you couldn't keep,but I am only human
Your neglects and rejection revived my inner senses
My soul is choked and I cant stop this ache
The walls of sadness are caving in and I cant stop suffering
My legs are now tailored for a single path of coming to you
My heart droops a lament of freedom to stay in your heart
Regrets and Mistakes taught me the best lessons in life.
caron Nov 2015
I am a compound of knowledge
I accumulate stories of redemption to serve privilege.
My existence is portioned for a little while.
But i shall remain a kingdom not for this little while.
All my reign I've always became ones rebound; elevator. Their legs knowth no grounds.

I kept fearlessly hoping for much less
Ain't lesser than a new day.
And that was being brave anyway.
Clear blue eyes of my inhabitants statued high at me.
How courage and passion never stopped to be.
The storyline I had is still now a motif of endurance.
I gave up not, and show offered my perseverance.

Away, from my bitter overwhelming insight.
Wisdom is one great amigo, less than him I'm wiped.
Done so good to every heart, though I remained a bad part.
I opened all my doors to welcome each, keep my composure and listen to their preach.
My grounds grew a seed out of that;  everyday.  Their eyes tortured me to believe in what they say.
Direction sometimes looked clear on their paths,
Never knew success starts on a dark start.
I kept this in my sanctified upper room.
The future is bright,  all flowers can bloom. And this is who I am; I'm a compound of knowledge.  I accumulate stories of redemption to serve privilege.
Written by my little brother Chris

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