I am but a small child watching
Men and women, here and there
In every corner there's a heart, caring
I can hear love songs everywhere

Two people from different ends, dating
Words in real world, unspoken
Here in white canvass they're painting
All is fair in love, sides are even

I am wondering what is this love
What is the miracle that it creates?
Why two people could meet up above
Why are they call themselves as soulmates?

I am but a small child watching
I even wonder what love will do to me
When I grow up, could I be that caring?
When I fall in love, what kind of woman could I be?

They say the good die young
But is that really so?

More so sometimes
It seems we're left to suffer.

Enduring the torment and scrutiny of every eye in the world.

It seems we're everyone's best friend
Until everyone forgets about us.

In the end I guess we might as well be dead.

Everyone's already forgot about us.

I get scared sometimes,
by a coldness in the reflection of my own eyes.
As if they know something I refuse to believe.
Like he's daring me to see beyond the lies.

I've written poetry about chess,
as a central metaphor for the way I go about living life.
I confess that I like Knights the best.
They're the only pieces with the power to jump the rest.

Sometimes, I worry
that I'm just being used to create some kind of story.
That any chance I might have at Happiness
gets thrown under the bus for the sake of His glory.

I've often accused my mother of having multiple personalities.
She refuses to take any tests.

I've made a little man out of paper clips.
I hung him from a rubber band noose
that hangs from a shelf above my desk.

Sometimes, I'm filled with fear.
I get the shakes in grocery stores during the middle of the day -
paralyzed by the thought that I'm not really there.
Afraid of the things that my ghost might say.

I once wrote a poem fully explaining your mental state.
I know I've got it saved somewhere.
By the way, I think you're pretty great;
these and other phrases you've no desire to hear.

"Knight to e6,
I believe that's checkmate."

Paper Clip Man hung there for weeks,
but his steel wire neck refused to break.
Eventually, he got a hand around the knot,
and used his strength to gain another breath he never again thought he'd take.

I've never written a poem about backgammon,
but they say it's one of the oldest games ever played.
I bet I'd be real good at it.
I'll learn how to win some day.

There’s something funny
about a loved one’s death
it’s like climbing up a flight of stairs
and thinking there’s one more stair than there is
so you put your foot down
and it passes through the air and hits the ground
it’s a shock,
your heart beats really fast
and then nothing.
Absolutely nothing.

I remember your face
your smile
your laugh
I remember the times
When, as a kid,
I giggled in glee
and flew paper aeroplanes around
on your lap
I remember your hand
how it fit into mine
like it was meant to be
how you told me
everything’s gonna be alright

and now I remember
the huge gaping hole in my chest
where my heart used to be.

I remember staring at your face
And thinking,
“this isn’t you”
I remember how they dressed you up
and laid you there
and I struggled with the realization
that someone, something in my life
would never come back

it was like I watched you
walk into the ocean
deeper and deeper
until the waters covered your head
I was screaming, crying
Begging you to come back
For me
But you didn’t hear a word I said

Yeye, Mama, YiDioh,

I sing what I cannot speak
I write what I cannot say
My heart beats for you
I will never give up

Everything you taught me
How to be brave
How to be strong,
When I’m afraid
How to press on
How to hold on
How to keep the light in my eyes alive

I love you,
You had a great ride,
And I will never forget you.

Bones
Wilt
Wake

Moans
Shalt
Scrape

Heavens empire!!!

Laughs wilt be squeels
Wheels shalt  turn dust
Babies wilt get no thirst
The ***** will loose their ****

Mothers shalt betray husbandman
Fathers to turn to housemaiden
Keepers will secretly watch

As secrets do liveth here!!!

Gangsters
Shalt turn to God
Good boys will turn devlish
Both becoming one as mobs

Notorious grubs!!

Excitement
They'll get by anarchy imprisonment
Delightment
Shalt be their worldly knowledge and kinships

Undertakers!!!

Open
Turned shy
Dead
Arrise
Blue
To black skies

As zombie robot moribunds they'll be
Whilst at their own funerals!!!

looking into your eyes
i see the pain of our past
and the pain
you are experiencing now
i wish i could turn back time
to the moment i last loved you
but with you having witnessed
a bleak future without me
then maybe
            maybe
we could comfort each other
now.

who knows if the moon’s
a baloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky—filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should

get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their baloon,
why then
we’d go up higher with all the pretty people

than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited,where

always
            it’s
                   Spring)and everyone’s
in love and flowers pick themselves

I saw your name on my phone
I caught my breath and knew I longed
to hear your voice so near
although you are so far, I fear~

I close my eyes and hear your voice
"Are you there? My love, I just wanted to hear
I just want you, my love to be so near~

I have returned in the quiet soft gentle of life
hearing your underlined voice, I cry, I might
get on a plane, if I could, I would
where I would nestle contentedly in the orchid
of our love~

I will continue to write on, into the soft shadows of midnight
I will smile and wait for the day, our muses will write as light
as one~ in passion, desire, in our long lost echoes that need
where the sweet words will be stirred in the gentle breeze
in a world that our hearts will be skipped in our pages
of poetry ~that will close the doors to all except our passion~

"Hello" you said, "Hello, open your door let me in, I will be your
secret sin."

"HELLO"

Over the moon in love I am with you
Velvety soft kisses, fuel our desires
Every touch, begs for more and more
Reveling in our each sensuous passion

This magical night, fills with romance
Here in our hearts, mutually felt
Enchanted by the moon and the stars

My heart to you, I completely surrender
Only you fuel the fires within my heart
Overtaken entirely by the love we share
Never have I felt a love like this before

I only have eyes for you, my sweet love
Now that you’re mine, I never let you go

Love is ours, my love, love is ours alone
Over the moon in love, our love exposed
Vibrantly your eyes sparkle like the stars
Enraptured by your all, in our eternal bliss