When my heart returns in the seclusion,

I told him to give me ten years,

In that time, he must see only me

Taste only me, make love to only me

Reflected only in my space.

Like an enchanted mirror or hope,

Our souls will continue to asked

For our morning blessing/

Happy or sad, our morning salutations/

There is nothing more appealing  

Then seeing him in his white attires

a baseball cap, it captures the youth of innocent,  

Is the fundament of falling in love,  

After being in seclusion, it's also terrifying,  

A roller coaster of emotion,  

a mere Smily hideous gestures/

I can see no wrong now,

I can see no flaws,  

I see only what my heart wants me to see

Him, those eyes, those high cheek bones,

While I let me let my soul make love,

Under the warm of the sun,

And the cold from the north,

Entwining into each other’s arms

Who will bless this union?

Who will be there for us,

When it all fade like leaf

All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away.

Let me love you for now,

Let me smile, while you smile,

Let me , let me, let me..

the heroes of
those action movies
from the 80s and 90s
always looked
so much cooler
with their split lips
and bloodied noses
than i ever could
as they faced off
against the villain
   of the piece
bruised and aching
they would struggle on
regardless of pain
their success set back
but inevitable nonetheless

to be honest
i would love to see
one of those heroes
try to overcome
the villain
   of my peace
i've had plenty
of nose bleeds
through the years
but most of them
self-inflected

I have been thinking too much
Sick of being worthless
Feels like I'm a fake
Am I not doing enough?
If wishing is real I wish for me to be brand new
To be finally someone that you wanted
Or maybe I can still save this
no.
Heart beats fast
Panic sets in
Chasing shadows
I'm not gonna last
Maybe I'm hopeless
Losing my life
Floating
Going through motions

Sorry sir am I too late?
I don't wanna talk about how
My vision is blurry and dark now
Voices are louder in my head
Sabotaging all my thoughts
I gotta wake up from this nightmare
Do I even really try?

That’s all we ever were
At the beginning
And the end
From reservations
To the ad campaigns
Of bliss
Disinformation
Just Americans
Ahead of them
The dread of lesser nations
Ever conquerors
From wanderers
The squandering potential
On divisions
When the vision
At its best
Experimental  
Come together
When the weather seems
To mystify us all
And from the ashes of our ruins
We will grow
A shopping mall

I'm tired of that
Humpty Dumpty
kind of love,
proud and walled
up,
falling
shattered into a
thousand tattered
pieces.

Love drives between
the lines.
It doesn't rush
headlong into
oncoming traffic,
taking the lives of
others.

It's never
cruel or brutal.

It comforts the sick.
It doesn't think with
its ****.
It doesn't leave when
times get tough.
it buckles down through
this rough and tumble
game we call life.