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Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2018
We don't care about today
but hope for a better tomorrow
someone told me that kind of hope is
the greatest source of sorrow
for we're locked up behind
glittering window panes
and through that tint we
find freedom in our chains...
unless we're color blind
Yet again am told hope is a good thing
that life's just the way it is
it's a bee, now and then it's going to sting
it's going to shine, rain or freeze...
We pray for a clear sky
albeit the cloudy comes with a blessing of rains
we'd rather say hay while the sun shines,
stuffed than share with
a hungry brother that pines.
We forgot what really matters
with  many broken hearts,
and a million souls in shatters
everything hurts,
the world is busy grieving...
I once read
funerals are not for the dead
but for the living...
We're all faithless
that's what we're believing
can't repent, we're all sinners
so who'll do the forgiving?
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2018
You
didn't hurt me
I was already
in pain when
we met...
Let me
just
say you
handed
me back my
bag of hurt
that you had
temporarily
taken... It was
beautiful when
I didn't have it
so thank you
for the
while.
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2018
On a brighter note,
the 1000 poems I wrote
to get over you might
change a million
lives someday,
so thank you for
the Heartbreak...
It was probably the
best lecture life's
ever given me...
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2018
worry so much about life, ultimately... every piece falls in its own place.
It's rough sometimes, it's sad when life doesn't play by your rules
but at such time you gotta remember that
even against rocks, rapids and falls, against violent fountains,
going with the flow is what helped the river find the ocean
where the waters are more Peaceful and calm...
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2018
part of loving you
is knowing you'll
never
be
mine.
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2018
One of the hardest things in his life was explaining why he loved her,
it was like trying to explain the taste of water...
You know it, you feel it, you cherish it, but just can't place the right words...
the depth of his affection for her shallowed the ocean,
it was too deep even for him to understand how he got himself into such an endless abyss,
never the less, he would fall even deeper for her,
if he could do it all over again for she was worth every pain.
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2018
trying to write it again,
ours is a story without
happy endings...
yet you deserve
a fairytale...
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