As secrets whispered through its flow,
The world around me began to glow.
In nature's embrace, I found my peace,
Where worries and troubles began to cease.

The wind, a gentle caress on my face,
Whispering secrets with its soft embrace.
Carrying stories from lands afar,
Reminding me of how connected we are.

The sun, with its radiant smile above,
Illuminating the path with warmth and love.
No longer seeking solace in the moon's light,
I basked in the day, shining ever bright.

The river, a companion in tranquil grace,
Its hushed waters reflecting nature's embrace.
A silent witness to the tales untold,
As its currents carried memories of old.

In this symphony of earth and sky,
I felt a oneness that made me sigh.
The wind, the sun, the river's song,
A reminder that we all belong.

So I embraced the touch of the wind so mild,
Smiled back at the sun, like a cherished child.
And in the river's hush, I found solace deep,
A connection to nature's secrets to keep.

When again you fall in love, may it be with someone you can have,
Within your reach with the care that you truly deserve.
May it be golden enough to enrich your soul with desire,
A love that sets your spirit ablaze, a big fat ember on fire.

As you give generously, may your needs be met in return,
A balanced connection, where both hearts fiercely burn.
May you receive even more than you selflessly give,
A love that nourishes and allows you to truly live.

May it arrive on time, not a second too late or too soon,
with the signs as clear as water in a limpid creek and a full moon.
May you have butterflies and twinkles for a story written in the stars
And however imperfect, may it be an adventure yonder venus and mars

May it come with hot constellations and may they never go warm,
May it be a love that ignites galaxies within you yet feel like home.

When love finds you, may you discover a home in their embrace,
May the longing to share your day be met with genuine grace.
May their voice become a soothing melody, calming your soul,
And may they become the better half making you whole.

May yours be an album of cherished moments, building memories to last,
May their touch ignite passion in you, an eternal flame cast.
May their smile be a beacon of light, perpetually guiding your way,
And may you find solace in their understanding, day by day.

Through life's twists and turns, may you navigate hand in hand,
With them as your rock, the hardest of storms withstand.
May your magical bond chain your hearts even when Oceans apart,
And may your love story be a timeless masterpiece of art.

When love finds you, may it be ocean deep and never cease
And may it bear the sweet symphonies of the seas…

I used the pain you gave me, built a trampoline,
Now I bounce back higher than before with each fall,
No longer confined to the depths of sorrow within
I found a propulsion, with every end now I begin.

Your hurt, once heavy, now launches me high,
I rise above the wounds, embracing the sky.
The trampoline of pain, a transformative art,
Turning anguish into a launching pad for my heart.

I've harnessed the power to rise and stay.
With each rebound, I gather strength to reclaim,
The light that was dimmed, now shines with a flame
The malady was a remedy or so I can say.

So, thank you for the pain, though it once brought me low,
I learnt the beauty of a fall is to rise, to flourish and to grow.

A sunset on the blue waters of Maldives,
The Colosseum, a field of sunflowers swaying gently in the breeze,
The graceful saunter of a lion in the Serengeti's expanse,
An evening at the Eiffel Tower, a romantic dance.

I want you to see these places,
So you can grasp the depth of how your presence embraces,
Painting my soul with beauty untold,
A love story that's destined to unfold.

I want to show you the world,
To reveal what I'd sacrifice, my heart unfurled,
To love you unconditionally, beyond measure,
Discovering depths in you, hidden treasures.

I want to carve a landmark of passion on your heart,
To weather storms together, never to part,
To hold your sails, guiding you through life's tides,
Just as you've held mine, our love a gentle guide.

No matter where you wander, never feel lost,
My affection will shine, a compass at any cost,
Through scorching deserts or darkest night,
I'll be there, holding your hand tight.

In the rhythm of your heartbeat, the melody of the night,
We'll build a monument of love, shining so bright,
From a tiny seed amidst life's adversities,
Blooming into a wildflower, defying impossibilities.

I want to etch your name in the depths of my mind,
To cherish the magic you bring, one of a kind,
To give you a peace that surpasses all dreams,
Creating a world where love eternally gleams.

You are the poetry I'll never stop writing,
The story that unfolds, endlessly inviting,
Together, we'll count the sands on Earth's countless shores,
And gaze at the stars for our souls to forever soar.

In search of the lost fairy of forever we'll roam,
But above all, my love, I yearn to make you feel at home,
To be the reason for your infinite bliss,
For you've rescued me from an abyss.

I simply want to spend my life by your side,
Repaying you with a love that will never subside,
Knowing that no words or gestures will be enough,
But I'll cherish each moment, every tear and every laugh.

I am an ocean at times, with swings akin to the tides – rising and falling.
My continental shelf stands proud, while beneath, I grapple with planktons.
My scars, akin to reefs, find concealment within blue lagoons.
Yet, the remnants of my past, the plastics, wash and pile in my depths.
Within my vast mind lay sunken ships and fossils, some forgotten.
I am that place where tranquility and turbulence intertwine,
Where the sun's radiant beams upon the surface brightly shine,
While in the dark abyss, mysterious creatures lurk, unseen...
Bioluminescent wonders illuminate where the light has never been.
I am the dance of currents, a choreography of grace,
Softly caressing shores, yet fierce in their embrace.
In the shallows, life teems with colors that enchant,
While the deep conceals enigmas, daunting and grand.
On stormy days, my wrathful waves like thunder do roar,
Testing the mettle of sailors who dare to venture and explore,
But when the winds are calm and the sea lies still,
I am a mirror of the sky, reflecting its tranquil will.
In my heart, a chorus plays, the haunting calls of whales,
While above, seagulls glide on gentle breezes,
A juxtaposition of sounds, a harmony that pleases.
My essence is change, from high to low tide,
A conversation with the moon, a million miles away yet forever by my side.
I am a world within a world, a universe untamed,
Yes, sometimes I am an Ocean, wrecking, drowning yet unashamed.

These passing nights and tireless days,
where you dream through countless ways,
The late nights, shrouded in their silent grace,
Shall someday bear the fruits of effort, in their own space.

With weary feet that tread on paths unknown,
Seeking purpose and a place to call their own,
A time shall come to heal the ache and strain,
As soothing touch brings respite, a tender refrain.

Someday, the sweat that glistens on your brow,
Shall carry the scent of victories attained somehow,
For in the quest for triumph, you persist,
And through hard-earned successes, you insist.

Let the world bear witness to your worthy quest,
As each step forward brings you closer to the crest,
In that moment, dreams shall find their sacred birth,
And your name shall be whispered, celebrated on this earth.

So hold onto the hope and wake the patience inside,
For as long as you're still in quest, let not your resolve subside
Someday, my friend, the pieces shall align,
And your long life dream shall brightly shine.

In the little things we found delight,
The gentle touch of warm sand on our feet,
The sky's pale blue, our favorite seat,
Golden husks shedding skins, grains of white,
Rails and metals rattling with train's might.

Bathed beneath the gutters in stormy rain,
Rode roller-coasters on wet clay, ached with pain,
Saved up for Christmas clothes with utmost care,
Basked in pride, every gaze we dared to share.

Chased butterflies and grasshoppers with glee,
Distilled moonshine, pure elation for we,
Every sensation, from sweat to tension,
Ate corn meal and salted fish in smoky kitchens.

Spit bones for kittens on the floor,
Swam in a ***** pond, hoped for more,
Noons in the jungle, owls and crickets' sound,
Played hide and seek in the yard, love found at the creek, profound.

Took evening strolls, stole glances at shy girls,
Homeward bound, darkness sent shivers and twirls,
Danced under moonlight, heard tales that sent a fright,
Listened to fables from peers and elders, in their wisdom's light.

In these little things, life's essence we found,
The moments that truly mattered, we truly did astound.

I envy your resolve, unyielding and true,
For the effort you put forth, even when dreams seem askew.
In moments when the tides of fate don't sway your way,
I envy your faith, shining bright, come what may.

Amidst grotesque days, you still find hope's embrace,
Loving where others would choose to hate, leaving no trace.
With a plate full of challenges, you chew with grace,
Dreaming of profits amidst losses, finding your own space.

Oh, how I envy your unwavering belief,
In the face of adversity, you find relief.
Your spirit soars, refusing to be tossed,
I admire your resilience which takes no account of the cost.

She was a wild fire, he burning ice,
Drawn to her gaze, the flames entice.
She, a sky, he a cloud for the rain,
Falling for her, pleasure entwined with pain.

She was a dream that stole his sleep,
An elusive reality he couldn't fully keep.
Like a grape on a branch, he kept on staring,
Yet no sour grapes, no bitterness sharing.

She was a wave in an uncharted sea,
He an incomplete circle, seeking harmony.
She was his everything, yet he remained silent,
Living in shadows, his words distant.

She soared like an eagle, he an avid observer,
A steadfast tree, hoping for a moment to serve.
She encompassed his world, his heart's sublime,
While he, a silent admirer, running out of time.

There are creatures that crawl through veins,
Unseen, yet felt, like ethereal chains.
They slither and coil, with secrets untold,
They blow hot and they blow cold.

They creep in the shadows, elusive and sly,
Their presence unseen to the naked eye.
Mysterious things, their essence profound,
Leaving traces of slime as they slither around.

In the stillness of the night, their whispers arise,
tormenting the wakeful, igniting wild cries.
They walk with dread, hidden and deep,
awakening monsters locked up in magic’s keep.

These creatures and monsters when set free,
Feed on terror, death brings them glee.
They gobble in the night, unheard of in the day
Embrace their whispers, they’ll ****** your soul away,

Maybe we were going nowhere or somewhere,
Our paths uncertain, destiny's secrets to bear.
But in our comfort, we clipped our wings and feathers,
Forgetting the dreams that once bound us together.

Lost in the solace of finding one another's embrace,
We settled into a rhythm, a comfortable space.
But in the process, we stifled our flight,
Denying the yearning for adventures and new heights.

The winds of change whispered their gentle plea,
To reclaim our wings, to set our spirits free.
For comfort can breed complacency, my dear,
And complacency extinguishes the flame we hold dear.

So let us dare to spread our wings once more,
To chase the horizons we've longed for before.
Embrace the uncertainty, the thrill of the unknown,
And rediscover the passion that once brightly shone.

Together, let's mend our clipped wings and feathers,
Rekindle the fire that burns for grand endeavors.
For in finding each other, we discovered a spark,
A shared desire to soar, to venture, to embark.

No more settling for comfort's gentle snare,
But to embrace the journey, with all its flair.
With wings mended and feathers intact,
We'll chart a course, side by side, in love's impactful act.

So let's set our sights on somewhere further,
Embrace the unknown, with hearts full of fervor.
Unfolding our wings, we'll explore, hand in hand,
Discovering the beauty of a limitless, boundless land.

I don't know whether to be glad or sad
that sometimes it's easy yet sometimes it's hard
I don’t know whether to be amazed at how how well I wear these scars
for I wear them better than a clear night wears the stars
I don't know whether to pat myself in the back for finally having the courage to leave
or for the strength in me still telling me to stay a little longer,
I don't know whether to smile or to grieve
I don't know whether to be selfish enough to understand
that the wreckage of our affection cannot be salvaged
or just stay in your cold shoulders hoping that someday we'll drift to the shores...
It's heaven when it's good, but the hell of it has burnt my heart to ashes
and yes, our love is a cat, 9 lives but I am weakened each day that passes
I don't know how to live without this soothing pain you cause me
but maybe beyond the pleasure of a life without you lies a pain worth hurting for
So today I say no to the fear of losing,
I am taking back the kindness you're abusing,
We've fought all the wars it takes to find peace, I am fed up of bruising
you're my addiction and today I have quit using...

Yes, I'm still the guy you found charming,
The one who halted your self-harming.
I'm the lad who sparked your rebirth,
Helping you break free from addiction's curse.

As the one you once called family,
I remain the lost talent, Emily.
Child of a man who nurtured your growth,
The lad who treated you with respect, not loath.

I cherished the sound of your laughter,
Guiding every chapter, together after.
I ignited the fire of your deepest desire,
Yet that flame eventually expired.

I took on the blame when you were just a school kid,
In that night you sought solace in smoking ****.
I was the one you bowed to and thanked,
Teaching you basketball till you slam dunked.

Though our paths may have diverged,
The memories we shared will never be purged.
For I was once a significant part of your story,
An influence that shaped your journey to glory.

She says she cannot love me now, for I lack money,
She deems me unworthy, not sweet as honey.
But love should transcend material wealth,
A connection rooted in heart and soul, not material stealth.

For love is not measured by the size of a bank,
Nor by the sweetness of honey, a temporary rank.
It blossoms in moments of care and compassion,
In genuine gestures and heartfelt expression.

True love sees beyond monetary gain,
It cherishes the essence, the joy, the pain.
It values the depth of character and soul,
Far beyond what material possessions hold.

So let her choose the path she deems right,
But know that love cannot be bought with a plight.
For when love is pure, it embraces you for who you are,
Regardless of money or honey, it transcends far.

In realms of mind where thoughts do dwell,
I have a wonderful tale to tell.
Of towels and faces, be my guest,
here I am, to give my best.

Treat your towel with utmost care,
Its fibres soft, your burdens bear.
For in the morn, you might regret,
That towel's touch shall change your fate.

The part once used to cleanse behind,
Shall rise anew, your face to find.
A whimsical journey, unforeseen,
From buttocks clean to visage pristine.

So, treat your towel, oh, so well,
For its touch on cheeks will surely tell,
That in life's twists and turns we find,
Surprising paths, so unconfined.

Father used to say, grow up, you will see,
Live long enough and your wisdom will decree.
You will distinguish what's real, from the shams and the fake,
Maturity shall guide you through decisions you'll make.

With time, you'll comprehend, his words were true,
Storms will reveal who'll support you through.
The enchantment of kindness, not mere illusion,
Its magic will nurture you, with a gentle infusion.

Through the passage of years, unveiled shall be,
Life's allure, its essence you'll perceive with glee.
A wand may not wield it, but kindness indeed,
An enchanting power, fulfilling every need.

In the midst of life's chaos, a hand will hold,
Providing solace, reassuring and bold.
The storms shall pass, and right in their wake,
will stand the truest of friendships, their bond won't break.

So when you grow up, my dear, listen to time very well
that's how you'll tell the poisoned chalice from the holy grail .

I once pondered an alternate path to tread,
Yet choices elude souls like ours, confined instead.
Wanderers of fate, we never linger to find a home,
With every departure, our nomadic spirits roam.

Destiny leads us where it deems best,
Life an exam, acing each grueling test.
Fearlessness our creed, despair we defy,
Through tempestuous seas, we sail high.

Another route I could have chosen, it's true,
But options were scant, so any I pursued.
Resistance is foreign to my existence's plea,
A bird in flight, surrendering to destiny's decree.

Perhaps, I could have fought and held tight,
Embracing expectations, ready to ignite.
Yet, I flow with rivers, carried by their course,
Driven far by forces, exertion no remorse.

Different streets I might have traversed in vain,
But in the end, streets merge, indifferent to their name.
For in the mire, we find ourselves knee-deep,
No matter the road, the struggle remains to keep.

Perchance, I could have chosen the other way,
If it meant a lighter burden to bear each day.