If life is a cup of coffee
Poetry is the sugar
Literature came to me
Like a destined lover.

There are types of writings
None as special as poetry
Words told of my feelings
Rhymes along naturally.

Papers of joy and whine
The pen draws line smoothly
As ink and sincerity intertwine
Teardrops flow emotionally.

The burning fire of passion
For poetry that lives in me
People and places of inspiration
Push to show a better me.

As I find solace in poetry
In this candle like life forever
Fire that burns continuously
My only hope to live longer.

Two friends met each other
One rich the other was poor
The poor looked up at the rich
She was impressed by her speech.

They grew closer as time flew
In poor girl's heart she'd never knew
She fell sick and yearned for a company
Waiting continued as she stayed lonely.

She poured her heart out
Made all efforts come about
Without expecting a gift in return
Merely needed a friend's attention.

Rich's life was colorful as rainbow
Too bright to notice poor's sorrow
Beautiful lady who had everything
Compared to the poor ugly duckling.

Time and distance torn them apart
Life's cycle is never an art
While rich moved on and left
Poor slowly adjust to her lonely nest.

When I was younger
I reckoned a kind world
I was much happier
Naively described as
A word.

As I grew I saw cruelty
Began to feel frightened
Then hunger and poverty
My heart cried for those
Who suffered.

We ought to help each other
Without expecting a return
Someday it is other's favor
We may seek when it is
Our turn.

Today it starts with me
Then us from tomorrow
Together we shall believe
In a better world of happiness
Not sorrow.

Kindness needs no fees
It is meant to be shared
To a day where love lives
Tears of sadness is
No longer shed.

Goals are like dreams
Uncertain but vivid
Flow through the streams
Smooth like liquid.

Dreams are like stars
Small but confident
Grow through the scars
Firm and resilient.

Stars are like stories
Told at night.
Of failures and victories
In life's fight.

Stories are like a myth
Exists but unsure
As long as we have faith
Dreams will come true.

You walked into my life
When I least expected.
Knowing each other taught
Values of friendship
Love and hatred.

This friendship was not
Formed overnight nor easily.
We had gone through storms
Heartbreaking days yet still
Care about us deeply.

If only friendship comes
In four different seasons.
You are spring, for you
Bring joy and happiness
In all occasions.

You made me want to be
A better friend than today.
I'll strive harder to find
Ways to forget hurt and
Pain of yesterday.

You have given so much
To I who have nothing to give.
It is I who scars still vivid
From the past that I am
Too afraid to believe.

I shed tears many nights
Knowing this is sincerely true.
Little did you know
I was preparing myself
To leave you.