In the hollow space inside the soul
It is the universe and the atom.
In a space of good fortune and rebirth, so close to death—
It is present moment and past; divine and crippling; boundless and mortal
Golden with ecstasy and layered in the decay of sorrow  
For a brief moment we are able to see it.
Silently we stare at everything that is
Nostalgia already dripping from every moment
pooling at our feet in the regret of lost time.

Sometimes I wonder what boys feel when there in love?
Do they get butterflies when she brushes by them in the halls?
Are you really what's on there mind or is it your body that is?
Do they anxiously await your reply after a simple "Hey." is sent your way?
When you come to mind do they smile?
When you say "I Love You" what do they think?
When they say it back do they mean it?
Or are you just some toy they can play with in till they *** bored with you?
Are our hearts just a game to them?
Are we all just some pawn they can play with?
Sometimes I wonder why no guy has truly loved me. Then I realize I don't need a guy to make me happy. I'm a diamond in the rough and going to take a lot more than telling me you love me to make my shine go away.

Why don't you love me like you do him?
Why can't you see how much I'm trying to make you love me?
Daddy why can't you see me like you see him?
Daddy why don't you love me like you do your son?
Is there something wrong with me?
When did your love leave?
  
Daddy I love you.
Daddy I'm leaving today to fight for our country,
Daddy if I die know I love you more than anything in the world.
Daddy when I'm gone don't cry.
Daddy my love never left.

sometimes i wonder
what life would be without you
& honestly-
the thought doesn't sadden me
solely because
the thought does not exist at all

i cannot in my wildest dreams
imagine another voice
calling me 'baby'
singing to me over the phone
or telling me to stop dragging my feet when i walk
i cannot hear
any other laugh but yours
when i say stupid things
i cannot picture
another face to wake up to in the morning
or another smile to brighten my day
any other eyes to sparkle in the dark nights
i can never even think
of feeling at home in anyone else's arms
being able to cry on anyone else's shoulders
not in my craziest thoughts
can i ever think
of kissing anyone else's lips
(they'll never taste as good as yours)
no one else's body
will ever fit the way yours does
with mine
& i cannot fathom the idea
of anyone else trying

because once you've tasted perfection
*how do you settle for anything less?

This is no poem.
They are my thoughts and views.

Nobody wants to give service but everybody wants to enjoy service.
Politicians would misuse national assets and wealth, deny citizens of the deserved services but chase them for taxes.

Citizens lazy around their work, avoid tax, act irresponsibly when using national assets but are first to cry out for what they deserve from the nation.

Certain pastors would not spend time to prepare a good sermon but would be expecting all church members to be all punctual and giving off their best in might and wealth for the church.
There also are church members who would go to church late, sit, sing and leave early but still complain bitterly about how things are not going right in the church. They easily see how unkept the church premises is and would do nothing about it but seriously expect something to be done about it.

Husbands want to be loved but are the last to show love to wives. The same it is with certain wives as well.
Fathers want respect from children but act all irresponsibly and shirk their responsibilities.
Children want care, love, protection and provision from parents but would not respect and obey parents.

So everyone wants something but wants to give nothing.

When we **** that selfish attitude in our views of life, relationships would at least improve a bit and peace would find feet.