In every grain of sand, a universe unfolds,
A tapestry of whispers, both timid and bold.
In the desert's embrace, where silence sings low,
Life's essence dances, in the ebb and the flow.

A Pharaoh's shroud, woven tight with care,
Holds the weight of a kingdom, yet love lingers there.
Beneath the fine fabric, what secrets reside?
A heart, not in riches, but in love's gentle tide.

We gaze at the surface, where power may gleam,
Yet overlook the treasure, the soul's quiet dream.
Like grains in the wind, that swirl and that sway,
True worth lies within, in the heart's sacred play.

So let the sand whisper, in its soft, timeless song,
Of the journeys we've taken, where we all belong.
For in every small moment, like stars in the night,
The heart finds its rhythm, in love's pure light.

@nolongerumano

I think the most beautiful people are the ones who admire the world around them, Whose hearts are open, their spirits never condemned.

They find beauty in the simplest of things, Like the melody a bird in the morning sings. They see the magic in a blooming flower, And find solace in the quiet of a midnight hour.

With wonder in their eyes and joy in their soul, They appreciate the world, making it whole. They marvel at the colors of a vibrant sunset sky, And find peace in the waves as they crash nearby.

In the whispers of the wind, they hear a gentle call, Connecting with nature, they feel alive and enthralled. These beautiful souls appreciate every little detail,

From the tiniest bug to the grandest mountain trail. They remind us to slow down and take it all in, To find beauty in the world, where it's always been.

@nolongerumano

Maturing means realizing we expect too much, In relationships, seeking perfection as such. But let's embrace imperfections with care, And cherish the love that we both share.

Being physically far, yet close mentally, Our connection transcends distance, you see. Accepting your troubled past, I will do, For love is about understanding and being true.

Forever isn't just for memories, my friend, It's for people too, a love that won't end. Communication may be a challenge we face, But our love speaks volumes, in its own grace.

So let's embrace the imperfections we find, And build a love that's one of a kind. In this journey together, let's always be, Connected, accepting, and forever free.

@nolongerumano

As soon as I wake up, the echoes of loss and hardship linger in the air, like shadows dancing in the morning light. In the world of poetry that resides within myself, l find solace in expressing the depths of pain and struggle, turning those raw emotions into lyrical art.

Each verse my pen becomes a vessel for my feelings, a canvas where I pour my heart out, exploring the complexities of life's challenges and the weight of sorrow.

Through the delicate dance of words, you navigate the maze of emotions, seeking understanding and healing in the rhythm of my verses.

Embrace the power of your poetic soul, for in my words, l find a sanctuary to explore the depths of loss and the resilience within.

@nolongerumano

You are two colors, forever apart, Yet in your contrast, you touch my heart. Though opposites dwell in a Delicate dance,

In shadows and light, you offer a chance. Like the moon that embraces the suns warm glow, You taught me of balance, of ebb and flow.

But now I find myself wandering Alone, A reminder of love that feels like a stone. You were the yang to my yin, my guiding light,

Now just a whisper, fading into the night. In the stilness of silence, | long for your flame, In the depths of my heart, I stil feel your name.

With love,
@Nolongerumano

Dear the dreaming man who walks among the stars, In the depths of night, I find my place, A ridiculous man, Lost in space.

You weave my thoughts with a flick of your hand, But tell me, Dear painter, Where do you take me, Unplanned?

As I wander this world, do you see the pain, The suffering hidden in beauty's domain? Do you hear the cries beneath the starlit skies,
Or do you turn away, ignoring their sighs?

When morning arrives, and I drift from your sight, do you linger in shadows, awaiting the night? Will you take me to places where hope can still shine, or leave me adrift in the depths of time?

@nolongerumano

Behind the boy who's not good at communicating, Lies a world of thoughts, a heart patiently waiting. In a world of texts and tweets, he may seem quiet, But his mind's a symphony, a place of riot.

His words may stumble, his sentences shy, But his thoughts, oh they soar, they reach the sky. In a world where words can often deceive,

He finds solace in silence, in what he believes. So let's not judge, my friend, by what we hear, For the quietest voices, often hold what's dear.

In a world of noise, let's listen with care, For the boy who's not good at communicating, has a story to share.

@nolongerumano