First touch
You were drunk and I was sitting next to your date. You sat on her lap, and as you did you ran your hand over my knee.
Second touch
You were drunk and you were talking to my friend. You noticed me and touched my face to get my attention.
Touch three
You danced with me after I stole your beer from you. You offered to buy me one but i declined. I told you to remember my name and I didn't think you would.
Touch four
Saw you at the party, we made eye contact and you went for the hug. You said "Hi" and I couldn't help but smile.
Touch 5
You hugged me and then I took you to see a dog you said reminded you of yours
Touch 6
A party. You gave me a full hug. No awkward side hug,full hug. I died inside cause I wasn't expecting it. You even told my sister hi.
Touch 7
Not really a touch, but my heart felt it. You dipped your head into our conversation and said hi and smiled in the cutest way I've ever seen a boy smile. If It was possible, your smile could end all hatred in the world.

Slowly, we are becoming adults and we have no choice.
We are cursed with growing old
It's quite depressing
We have no way of stopping it
We have no choice
We are destined go grow old
There's no turning back
Theres no point in fighting it
How could you even fight it?
It's inevitable
We live our lives how we are told
Graduate high school, go to college
Get a job, get married, have a family
Everyone's end goal is the same
It's strange that everyone can be so different, yet we are all destined to the same fate:
Death

Forever feeling her life is dying
But the doctors keep on lying.
"Your daughter will be fine,
Just give her some time."

But she wasn't okay
Because your baby girl took her life today.
She couldn't keep running
And she wouldn't stand living.

Her silent plea's for love
Left her heart on black doves.
"I'm in pain"
Her innocence cut, her pride slain.

Her cries fell on deaf ears
So no one realized her fears.
No one saw her fatal change
Until her heart was out of range.

She wrote out letters
Saying her life would be better.
She laid the pistol on her heart
And blew her body apart.

Her parents cry themselves to sleep
And all her friends weep.
They loved that girl well
And left her alone in Hell.

Maybe her soul can be free
And everyone will see
The lost life of one teen
And the love there could have been.

The greatest grief for a writer is to lose the connection with the pen and the paper.

You my dear are my
Beautiful Distaster
Your beauty bounds me
But you are a tornado through my soul

Hello i am poetry
I want to feel your souls
and touch your hearts with passionate words

I am your every desire
I inspire hearts
With words
I want to build up hope

I want to use the power of words
To share happiness
I am the Voyage for your minds
to take you to your promised land

A journey to the past if you want
Give you the best of the present
and also a glimpse of the future

I will make you share in the glory of legends
The power of gods
And the happiness of birds

Fly with me
If you appreciate me
I will come into your heart
And fill it with bliss

Until my last stanza  granting your wish
a kind of peace and
elegance you will crave for

When i put the last mark
On my last line
many still come in my family line
I just never die

Hello I am poetry
If you need escape
Just call my line
I have something for everyone

It is painful to know that it's too late
It is painful to know that it must be fate

Don't plan things ahead of time
Being confident is a crime
Because things don't go your way
And I consider us like night and day

So close yet so far
I'm still waiting for the wishing star
Hoping that someday that my wish will come true
Making the best decision at the right position right beside you.