If this is the end,
Will we act like strangers again?

you just started fading away
like colors left under the sun
for too long.
Sorry.
I didnt mean to.

Friends are a privilege
yet I take them for granted.
Care and love should never be tossed aside,
Yet I never accepted it when given to me.
I’m afraid when I’m alone,
Yet I never let anyone close to me.
I’m more afraid to hurt people than be hurt,
Yet I made all my friends turn away.

Your head
Is in a spin

But sometimes that
Is what you need
To see the earth
In its orbit

Around the sun
It spins around
It never stops
Always in motion

So spinning
In life
In shadow
In your head
Or in your heart
Should only be
Seen as natural

They will tell you
All poetry has been written
There is nothing new
Under the moon
But let me tell you
They don’t know you
You are as unique
As the DNA that exists
Within your frame
The ripples on your thumbprint
No one ever had the same.

Listen...

You have something to say
Say it proudly
Say it boldly
Never let them scold you.

Never let them make you go away.

There are hearts that break
in silence, with tears
that nobody can see.

So maybe,
                just maybe…

Some tears demand
to be written by the poet's pen,
so others can find beauty
in that which makes us cry.

Maybe,
           just maybe…

The tears of the poets' pen,
unveils the beauty
of love and pain
giving comfort to others
that they’re not alone.

And then again
maybe,
          just maybe…

There will be times
that nobody
will understand your feelings…

Write them anyway
because they are still
so **** beautiful!!*
~

Poems aren't written,
they're found,
Somewhere in your head the words are waiting,
They're sprawled across the floor,
You just need to pick them up,
Make a path with them,
Let your path guide observers,
And if you can't write,
Walk down somebody's else's path first,

Poets don’t write
All the time
because
We love it ,
We write because
We “must”
Because
If we don’t
There is an ache inside
That just won’t let us be
I write at times
When I have no clue and
Without thinking
Sometimes like a breath
When there’s Nowhere to hide
No shoulders to cry on
I write to encourage myself
and many others
No matter how much
The world trying to minimizing life
There’s always a way to shine
And the truth forever remains
The sun is in us all
In sadness and pain
Joy and laughter
Rich and poor
I write to remind myself of
The value I hold dearly inside
A visionary truly
Like a first class flight
To a limitless potential
Writing is indeed
My fuel to grow
Letting go of my old
Releasing the pain
Like starting anew
While faith unfolding
Like flowers in light
Constantly flowing
A rhythm and vibe
A magical ride
To the great unknowns
My currency is inspiration
My destination is love
But sometimes
Out of nowhere
I’ve run out of thought
Just
        like
    A breath!

Go asphyxiate yourself

On your dilusional thought of love
One day you'll find the one

And all your problems will dissolve

Your happily ever after

The true perfect match
that you cant spend a waking hour without dreaming of how much they mean to you

Grow old with
Every second of your life as long as you both shall live

Scrap book with and share vows of love
Love
   Love

Your fairy tail ending with your Cinderalla and Prince Charming

Search for the eternal solution to loneliness

Your soulmate
     Your other half

True love will set you free


Is that right?



Go **** yourself