The thing about
not planning
is that you're
planning on it

They drop
traumas
like
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I looked in the mirror
I nodded at the inevitable of what I see
my skin stamped with judgements
my hair braided with musts
and my eyes glazed
with how comes

WHY?

Your kiss
shunned
all the rest
to shame
made all the lips
tasteless
and  
turned tongues
cold

Ready?
(takes a deep breath),

Jump, the heart told me

eyes closed
serene smile...

I am a sucker for
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             (IN)
             Love

I drink it
straight

I write 'em straight
to the point
bold, curvy, squiggly,
pressured or light
and oh
so transparent

Liquid courage
inked in my vessels

soft introductions
******* bodies
the outros
are mostly
unexpected

but they all
deserve a cigarette
afterwards

I lost touch
with
my to-do list
only to find
myself
found
in my
to-live
list

We lock things
to keep them safe

We lock them
as plan B

because at that time
we feel unsafe
around them

I stood next to him
and felt the gap
of time difference

I forgot that you
were just a poem
but now
my
memory
is back

*turns page

My baggage
toned my existence

When
my
poetry
fails
I just
write
your
Name:______

a body
of
stories

It takes trial and error
to master the art
of keeping my flame
burning

and once you do
you'll learn
to fall in love
with fire

even if it
burns

Drunk
left me
in a bed
shared
with the bottle
blacked out
from all
the moments
that did not
make it to
memories

I see the world
in colors
and (h)ear
it in r(a)inbows
covering it
with a
(p)astel
of (p)ositivit(y)

I have never
heard my thoughts
sing so loudly as
they did when
they went dancing with yours
in complete and
utter silence
the moment
your eyes
landed on mine

Of all the worlds
I create,
none of them
miss you
miss you

Great things
come to those
who don't assume
for the mind races to
conclusions
that reality
has failed
to yet
embody

I apologize
to the stars above
I have neglected
your signs

Yet you
persisted..

You believe in miracles
to bring
him knocking
at my door
Again ....
"knock knock"

I found myself
in song
tip toeing
on notes
bridged by lines
of memories
connected...  

I move with the eye
as it reads them
strums them
brings them to reality
and all I seem to be
doing to going
forward

Sometimes stepping
on familiar notes
"that's the chorus"
my mind says
"you know these steps like the back
of your hand"

and others
I find myself catching up
with the new tempo
as I spread my arms
to find my
new
balance

The sound of your thoughts
crunch through my brain
every time
I chew
through
your
lies

I looked on the bright side
and felt the warm wave
of challenge
caress
my
f
a
c
e

Talk me into
hypnosis

Walk me into
dreams

Take me into
your world

For mine
exists on paper
and yours...
I plea
to see

The basics of basics
base themselves
in the base
of one's
self
you
can't
take the
basics out of the base

I r
     e
         l  i  e  d
         on you
for inspiration
then I realised
(it was) so(me)where
else
all
a
l
o
n
g

Today
the sun showed me
my value
I shone
like a precious
stone
standing
alone

You blind
your sight
with this
veil of expectations
but..
little do you know
that when I remove
it and kiss you
reality just tastes
sweeter and
sometimes
a bit sour

Why do we say
"before my eyes"
when everything happens
in front of our eyes?

Every sigh
stitched itself
to the stars
that looked down on us
during those
sleepless nights
Wondering if
we were wondering
about them and their
promises to our wishes

The shutters
                      let
                       in
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                                  m

It is only fair
that life
takes time
away from me
and barters it
with
moments
I visit
in my mind
from time to time

It was
more than
just a shared
bench
when
time
paused

For all
the curveballs
life pitched
.......
Thank You

Warping
Words
Wonderfully
Within

Knitting
Knights
in
nights

Falling
Fully
Awake

Do not let them confine you
your words and guidelines clash
like enemies

Do not let them lead you
your words are as stubborn as a taurus
with the head of an aries

Do not let them **** you
your words can revive characters
that their ancestors encounters

Do not let them stress you
your words defeat the greatest of antidepressants
making prozac seem like candy

Do not let them attack you
your words shield their insults
leaving your core pure and true

Do not let them defeat you
your words are yours and yours alone
understanding is their problem

Do not simply do not give in
your words are your own
the worlds your create are your own
rules, no rules, chaos and mess
guidelines or no guidelines
the perk of being a writer
is that head of theirs
that rests on their shoulders
harnesses worlds, characters
lives, lovers, spirits
yearning to
taste paper
feel ink
and
be discovered

For once
I'd like to see
your world
for mine
is already
naked
in pages
in front
of
your
eyes

I have been
studying
the language of thuds
till a sailor
heard my heart
and deciphered
its tone

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