Writing on paper is easy - fast and visible.
But paper tears, paper is thrown away.

Writing on the soil is easy - fast and visible.
But it can be erased, by a simple flick of the wrist.

Writing on water is hard, invisible and impossible.
Or so it seems.
To write on water, you must submerge something into it. A couple pebbles or sticks will be fit.

Live your life to the depths, never let it to brought down to be torn or erased. Submerge yourself in it, and it will always bring you to the top,

For some, poetry comes naturally
But for me its like carpentry

It takes nails, wood, glue, and time
To build these words that hopefully rhyme

In the end I hope these walls survive
So the beauty that lives within will thrive

To grow into ones colorful crest
To inspire fledgling poets building their first nest.

The water’s still, not a ripple in sight,
It is calm and serene – with any being, it hasn’t picked a fight.
You glance in and see yourself,
Clear and sharp – one with the water itself.

Suddenly.

A pebble is thrown and the calm shatters,
The still water hurriedly scatters.
Heat rises and steam arises,
Blocking your view – pulling down visors.
No longer can you see yourself – clear or sharp,
Nor can you hear anything, an urgent trumpet or even a gentler harp.

Your calm was shattered by a single pebble,
There will follow more – none less feeble.
Anger is the pebble and the pebble is anger,
Let you control your anger and not it you,
To let the water within you always be – clear and reflective of a happy you.

How long does it take for a heart to heal,
when it gets broken by childhood tantrums?
Probably, a minute or two, depending on how you feel.

How long does it take for a heart to heal,
when it gets broken on your first day of school?
Probably, an hour or two, depending on how you feel.

How long does it take for a heart to heal,
when it gets broken by a passing fiend?
Probably, a day or two, depending on how you feel.

How long does it take for a heart to heal,
when it gets dismantled by the person who started its beating in the first place?
Probably, never.

A split second is all it takes,
to end life and its happiness -
however much it makes.

Be careful on the road,
for every road does not take you to your destination.

Speed is an enemy,
as much as it is a friend.
At times an angel,
at times a fiend.

Make sure you don't fall off the track earlier than you have too.

Ensure your life flashes with happiness - not in a split second before your eyes.

I'm surprised at the way,
that people can drink bitter coffee,
to nourish their body,
but can't swallow a bitter truth,
and nourish their soul.