You’re much like the rain,
You can be soft or heavy,
Or kind to my drought.

The grass looks greener
When you see from a distance
But trying to go deeper
Then life offers you worst glance

Sometimes
I get confuse if truly I'm a poet

Sometimes
I wonder if I will make HP daily

Sometimes
I don't believe in my ability

Sometimes
The voices in my head says
''You're worthless''

Now, no more sometimes
All these maybe the truth

May the light of a smile
put a song in your heart
and see you thankful
for a place with the living
May the beautiful promise
of a better tomorrow
be the gift
that keeps on giving

tears glisten in the moonlight,
but it shines too bright.
blocking out reality,
and the sad fatality.
of my heart,
and it's broken parts.

she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.