Media told me to find the one
In the person who would be my lover
That my soulmate would be my husband
And quickly I must uncover

This soulmate within my boyfriend
Or any crush I would have
But no one told me my soulmate
Would be my best friend I had

Words are too light to hold our bonds
So we speak through sight
She looks into my eyes and sees my emotion
And gives me a coffee just right

The world we see is beautiful but dark
As we both talk of change
Together we hope to make a difference
Maybe fate can have that arranged

My closest friend and other half
Many memories we both been through
Forget my husband; he'll come later
Because friends can be soulmates too

Have you talked to the moon recently?
Stop.
Don't listen to her,
because I told her everything about us recently.

I told her,
how much I love you,
and how much I adore you.

I told her,
that you are snoring in your sleep,
and you such a sleepyhead.

I told her,
that I'm so lucky to have you.
and I would never want to trade you for anything.

Don't ask her,
*I wanna tell you myself.

My Music…
Will it reach them?
The vitality of my soul,
The epitome of my identity
Can they feel it?

Can it reverberate into the ears of the deaf?
Can it dye the eyes of the blind?
Can it tremble through the fingerprints of the heartless?
Can it be felt through all kind?

What I have to offer
Isn’t much but
If you can feel it
******* worth, my efforts, my spirit
Close your eyes from the flash of my strength

Then every bloodshed practice
Every grueling repeat
Every sip of bitter scalding tea
Will all be complete

After all, music is selfish
Played for the sake of yourself
To prove to others the effort you put in
Did not go to waste

With every practice
That annoys and aggravates
A trace of confidence stretches over
Knowing you tried while others didn’t

Purely to satisfy your thoughts
You continue to let loose feelings
Emotions all to vent and filter out
Into every precise note you hit

However, Music is selfless
Played for the listener's enjoyment
Their pleasure reciprocates your own
And fuels you to push through

It’s always dedicated to someone
In the corner of your heart
To the person who lights it up
And warms it from the inside out

Music is more beautiful when it’s made for you
Maybe it’s because you put a face
To the lighthearted tune that trickles into the room
And slips a smile in people’s face

And yet
To take the one thing I had to offer
Rip every painstaking stitch practice put in
God, you are cruel
Heartless
Evil
The gift you gave me, you ****** back
Just from one accident

Now what I have to give
Is nothing but rumors
I don’t want your facades
Your condolences
Your prayers
I wanted your admiration
Your praise
Your attention
I wanted my gift to be respected and acknowledged

But now
Instead of applause I get apathy
Instead of smiles I get sympathy
Instead of prizes I get pity

What am I without Music?

I can never seem to understand,
The honour of defending one's homeland,
By pumping rivers of blood,
Hiding mass graves in the mud,
How much more can humankind withstand?

The hustle and bustle over
the bodies of the dead
The tossing and turning under
the spirits of living

Go ahead; live your life
As if no one was there first Before you
Feel important and do great things
With the last 80 year's you have

Travel as far and wide as you can
Through the whirls of the wild
And the depths of the desert
But you can't escape

Soon you'll be cordially welcome
To the cult of spirits down below
A forgotten existence, but new addition
To the Graveyard under the City

It's been about two years
Didn't know time could slip that fast
Away from my reach
Away from my heart
Did you leave so suddenly

Don't remember asking for much
Just wanted you to be there that's all
To stay with me for me
To stay with me for you
Probably for both of us

It's been two years and I'm still writing
Poems because that's how I can cope
From your sudden disappearance
From your sudden coldness
Two years and I still miss you