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It was the sticks of hope that healed a broken heart
faith blessed the man who lost the race with a fresh start
the little bird hopped until she healed her broken wings
despair pushed caterpillars into cocoons and turned them into beautiful things
the tunnel was long and dark, but there was no light so it wasn't the end
for the lemon of reality was lemonade waiting to blend...
there was an incomparable calm after, all that ached was waiting out the storm
it was an enchanting smile at the end of the grotesque melancholic cry
an inspirational story on the next page, a hello in the heart of goodbye...
for the ceaseless wander found the nomad a home...
A fallen leaf in autumn
a golden tulip in spring...
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2019
Even the napkins that wiped the tears
can't really measure the depth of my melancholy since I cried even after
the tears were dry and even more
when I learnt to smile through it.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2019
I pray someday the Sun shines so beautiful that you'll be grateful for enduring the storm, that you find a place to call home and appreciate the years you've wandered, I pray the long road doesn't feel that long anymore after all you've walked the distance and gone an extra mile. The fractured places that make you weak, I pray they heal to make you stronger. Since this journey has been tiring and long, I pray you finally belong. I pray in the dark times your sky clears so that you can enjoy a constellation of hope and lunar of faith. I hope when you lose your way a North Star will appear to point you to your true north, I hope your true north leads you on. I hope you can find healing in those invisible places that hurt the most, and for the things you wish you had done differently, I pray you forgive yourself and understand that everything is part of the puzzle of your existence. I pray you find a smile when your tears dry, and the courage to talk about those things that are crushing your soul, I hope you recess in the midst of your depression. I pray the nightmares are phased out by beautiful dreams that give you courage to go after what you crave even if respecting your desire has maimed your heart, I pray your heart functions much as it's shattered so that you can truly live again, there's a conflict within you, I pray someday you find peace and for those things you couldn't change, I pray you learn to accept that they had to happen and in the depth of despair,I hope these words find you so that you know you're not alone.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2019
I will give you the rose of my love, it's you to choose whether to water
it with faith or pluck it with doubt, I will give the bone of my truth
it's you to protect it or hammer it to little splinters...
here's the pen of my dreams, we can write some pages together,
it can be a story of now or a story of forever...
I will tell you all my fears so that you can choose
whether am the gamble you want to take or not.
I'll show you the forgotten path to the depth of my emptiness
you'll decide if that emptiness deserves to be filled or not
and if the bruises and scars you found deserve to be healed
Not everyone will see the gem in the labyrinth of a Gemini
that's why am an open book so that you see every bit of me
for the one thing I crave beyond love is to be understood...
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2019
A sunset on the blue waters of Maldives, the Colosseum, a field of Sunflower, the graceful saunter of a Lion in the Serengeti, an evening at the Eiffel tower and a long walk along the great Wall of China. I want you to see these places, so that you can have a hint of how beautiful your presence has painted my soul. I want to show you the world, so that you understand what I'd give up for you. I want to love you as long as I can, to reach places in you you never thought existed. I want to curve a landmark of passion on your heart, I want to swim with you through storms and hold your sails so that you never drown just as you've held mine. You should never feel lost for no matter where you go, my affection will always shine your way, I want to hold your hand through all scotch and walk by your side till sunset. I want to listen to the rhythm of the night in the euphony of your heartbeat, I want to build a monument of you in the centre of the earth so that all generations will tell of one who found a seed in piles of **** and watered it with kindness till it bloomed into a beautiful wild flower. I want to tattoo your name on my mind so that I can never forget the magic you make me feel. I want to give you a kind of peace the world only dreams about. I want you to be the poetry I never stop writing, the story for the very last page. I want to count the sands on beaches of the world and when we're done, the Stars, I want to share with you the search for the lost fairy of forever but most of all, I want to make you the happiest person in the universe because you've drugged me out of the deepest hole I was ever thrown. I just want to spend the rest of this life repaying you, albeit I know it'll never be enough.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2019
Time heals all wounds
they say but they never
tell what cures the scars...
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