Deep within her stare value-laden eyes bare
Thou liketh compete with disciplined man
Prim proper equanimity assembled as plan
Serve glory to God; begone any despair

Grasping thy reality of excellence profound
Access vast depth of emotion- drowned
Dangling medals reaching out to touch
Through tranquility, stand by your ground

He pushed me open like a book untold
Words of the gospel used by mean
Daring as His veracity He loved me as bold
By sworn duty, I shall perpetually convene

i keep on thinking of words—
to unite, to collide;
but in everything that i do,
memories of you and i,
sweep me off of my feet—
with such delight.

jealousy is the root of evil
once said, there is no retrieval

there she was
pure as ice
i didn't know at first
as she came to serve
by my side

cold sweat trickled down her spine,
gasping reluctantly for air penetrated
her thoughts, but it was just;
she beamed upwards to sight the welkin,
relinquished— she stopped abruptly.

at the corner of my eyes,
i see you walking by;
no wonder you're crowned king,
any will die at the sight of your lips.

the moon shadowed my soul as I break down,
eyes glistening with crystal like teardrops,
expecting thee yet overthinking drown,
art thou still shining within your own lapse?

a sight to see,
the beauty yet to be,
thrilling chase—surpass,
wonders, waiting to blast!

whenever i close my eyes
your façade lingers on my mind
rather than feeling ecstatic
my emotions are deprived

apart from the sadness
i consider myself lucky
to be surrounded by people
that i love so dearly
a blessing that cannot be
taken away from me

his head was full of air
eminent domain he had shared;
as though the wind had yelled
King Almighty, are you there?

a word hasn’t been spoken since,
humble abode, you ever seem?
exchanging praises and jolly sins,
with a mouth full of lies
what does that mean?

never ending possibilities
of you, and i;
tearing you apart in pieces,
scattering away your happiness.

as the rain poured upon my palms,
i’ve reached out just to feel your touch.

for instance, I felt the yearn to feel love
an arm surrounds an unclear path of blue,
rejuvenating it is; I’m above,
yet unanswered questions linger; seek clue,
art thou afraid to love like juliet?
hands unclasped; bent knees and silent prayers.

a memory dangling; a heart wrenching,
thy body has a lot to offer though,
far beneath the widespread sea- thou breaking,
I do shall return; my head bowing low

jealousy is the root of evil,
once felt, there is no retrieval.

we were so into each other's lives,
not minding anyone at all.

an overwhelming feeling;
your hand in mine
and mine in yours
where it belongs.

the girl with the ocean eyes
says the hardest goodbyes
a sea of poems, a field of sighs
what can we do, to make things right?

the more you know of a mystery,
the deeper you fall.

his train of thoughts
carried his mind
wandering into different places
feeling so divine

a world which turned
hallelujahs been gone
an enemy has returned
stop it— I'm done.

indistinctively I took a hasty step
the ground below my feet rumbled
balancing my way on a thread like lawn
comprehending how it's like to be free

thoughts corrupting my mind
compulsive actions I do like mime
I ask myself countless of times
is there an end to this
once upon a time?

they last as the birds chirp in heavens bound
dangling wires thy reaching to touch
grasping thy reality you profound
massive outtake he has not yet done-
launch.

forever is there,
until you find something better.

we've said our goodbyes,
but your eyes won't let me go.

and even when I say I need some space
I don't mean any words I say
please don't go too far away

a dark room in the cellar
he laughed like a good old storyteller;
vengeance is what he needs
throwing away all his good deeds

A face, a form and a surface ready to be scorned. Features, edges, texture, lines- all part of something bright in spite of putting up a fight. Restless, stoic, agitated are words to combine in order to express the world which I call mine.

Sitting, staring or a mere passerby thinks as though I'm a puzzle to entangle and intertwine but rather I am a piece that has paid her lease in order to attain what they call peace.

An art called by hardly any two; strange and displeasing said by a few. Deep down I know I'm remarkable even if the flicker of intensity from my eyes are invisible.

he’s head was full of greed
and all of she was in need
grasping a reality full of dreams
an hour is enough, by all means.

there was once a boy
who needed affection
thus he found one
by the ends of damnation.

dull is the scene I see
darkness soon consumes me
but whenever I close my eyes
all I see are twisted memories
of you, and I.