Draw an asterisk,
Then enlarge it,
Til it's the size of an *******.
Then frame it and name it #45,
And
Hang it.

One chance
Is all I got

Before you leave me for good

But tell me
If we put a limiter
Like this
On our relationship

Is it still called a relationship?
Or is it a mere test relationship?

To grade it
As a pass
Or a fail

I feel that
Our relationship
Is just a time-bomb
Ticking
Until it meets its end

We are just
On the verge
Waiting
For one of us
To fall

*It is what it is

Clean and well thought out
staining paper forever
ruined by a smudge

We wish to have loved and lived, and we wish to have died then to not have tried at all.

The sand shifts beneath your feet,
Your heart relaxes to a quiet beat,
The waters seem to breathe day and night,
Close your eyes take it in do not fight,
The wind satisfies your soul,
Just relax now you've played your role,
Touch the sand now scoop it up,
Hold it in your hands and form a cup,
Now let it seep through towards the sandy ground,
Your soul was lost but now its found,
The weather you desire will come your way,
Just stand closer to the bay,
Soon life will be eternal for you and me,
Look beyond the ocean and tell me what you see.
                          -open heart poetry