My heart is a place you write your poetry.

A poem you strum for me
A melody to your remedy
You sang in my heart so passionately
You’ll keep yourself afloat

Sweetheart, my heart is a place you write your poetry.

A place you’d bleed and let fears be the reason you gather the strength within you

A place you will fill with tears, not buckets but oceans of withering waves scalloping your dreams and still be able to breathe

A place you let go of your mere self and tell your broken pieces you’re whole, you’re only hungry for love and more, never enough

A place you will go to often, without thinking, they’re familiar, so comfortable with life uncertainties, you’re oblivious but that’s okay

A place you seek for yourself from yourself to have a better view of who you really are, your reflection and this mirror, fragile and strong

A place you share your hopes and dreams and giving up will never be a part of this

A place you fall and fight; your ups and downs they compliment, and you can stand on your own because you believe,
you’re homed.

In the black and white world

True colors show

The right from my wrongs

The wrongs..

And I, I'm always wrong

You tell me, You're here

My dreams are not shattered

But I crushed my heart too soon

My hopes, I held up on Your rope

Slowly faded into debris

Sometimes the shadows win

But I have learned to remember

How You built me from the dust

That I am here with a purpose

I am the purpose, I suppose

I have not learned to let go

Let God, Let You

In the dawn, I have forgotten that You are always here

You held me high, planted my faith more than I could ever be

And You are, 'closer to me than my jugular vein'

Nearer to me than myself I deny

Always delve in deeper and in the thoughts, I sunk

Back and forth in the darkness

And You are always near

Pull me to the ground

Although I fear

My ground was never mine

And You still shower Your Mercy on me

Though these footsteps leave tan marks on Your ground

I am still here, walking





Still here

Just because you're still breathing,
Doesn't mean you're alive

Just because you're still walking,
Doesn't mean you've known your route

Just because you're still feeding,
Doesn't mean you're always full

Just because you can see,
Doesn't mean you understand

Just because you can feel,
Doesn't mean you’ve known what hurts

Just because you've been to places,
Doesn't mean you were present

Just because you're silent,
Doesn't mean you're vigilant

Look into yourself
Have you ever thought if you are whole or broken?
Listen to the stillness that speaks around you

There’s a voice louder than that..
Inside you, it matters.

Listen

I will always be a woman of wounds

And maybe these wounds
Are the openings
My heart deserves

And the little dark secrets that it preserves
Are paths that only reserves
My heart's truest devotion

To be free
Free from myself
Only for me to go back to myself
And wash myself for myself

I’m like the gravity
In between the space I stay afloat
But I could fall heavily
Wrestling with my own doubts
My colors change
From blue to ash Grey
My colors change
From Grey to midnight blue of different hues
When midnight falls I will never have a clue
If things are true or if I am blue
And I could rain a thousand times
Be the loudest when I cry
And still wait for seven colors to heal
As I hope for time, I know not of what's real
But the weather changes in seconds
So I don't realize the sun rays peeping from within
Or the warmth that touches my skin even the slightest
Not sure when am I the brightest
And now I am a different shade of Grey
I can barely see myself again
Like soft feathers so lightly
I feel the strokes of His mercy upon me
Like gentle breeze whispering "move slowly"

I faded into White...

You are your very own universe
You are your very own kind of diverse
You are what you understood from His verse
You are what you converse
Don’t talk about why the diverse
Don’t talk about how you're stuck in reverse

You are whole
You play a very important role
That is ready to venture
That is ready to pain and nurture

Unwrapped the ideological statements
Manifest your true soul implements
Make means before your very actions
Take time to feel these relations

You strive hard to succeed
You brav your heart to gain deed
You make mistakes and learn from the heed
You take for granted what others praying for like just
to feed

Take a second to breathe
You are more than just a gift...
You are a destination that leads to another
You are a creation from the most High
You are the value to these empty spaces
You are the verb to what makes a complete sentences

You are the gift.

Because some is awake

But not all is alive.

Marry yourself in sickness or in health, forgive yourself

You have a choice
You have a voice within you, be it silent or hidden, it matters
Come back to yourself, forgive yourself

Be responsible for the blessings given to you
Be selfish if you must be

Behave and forgive yourself

Little do I know
The smile that conceals your pain
A remedy
The jovial energy you have hosted
A tragedy
The pretty mash-up poem you w(rap)
A melody

Little do I know
The day you overdue
A missed from my own dismiss
The day I bid you the last goodbye
A day I didn't get to hand you a compliment

Little do I know
About your ambience
Always hype like your vibe
But life's a little too short
And I am here feeling all distraught
from hearing to your
departure

Little do I know

Only with your soul
You can transcend the truth

Only with your soul
You can bridge the broken

Only with your soul
You can find your means

Only with your soul
You can know the space between you and yourself

Only with your soul
You can go back to yourself

It's ashamed
I don't remember what it's like to not feel broken
It's ashamed
I never really understood what being whole is either

But I'd gladly take this as a token
Not knowing where it's leading me to
But knowing my heart is contained
I know I put You in the right place

When the night falls, I became the Knight
Having a war within me, I battled hard
To stay loyal
To be awake

Trying to forget all the unnecessary
Even a past ‘anniversary’
Trying to get a peace of mind
Answers to questions I’ll never find

Count my forth, sixth
Maybe the eighth time of crying in the day
I heard what people say
In the nights, they’re my days, I just lay

The bed feels warmer than my body’s temperature
Like a child so immature
I’m curled up in the blanket never have I ever felt so uncomfortable before
I haven’t learned to forgive myself

Losing control of myself
In this space I called home
I’m no longer here, I’ve misplaced
My heart,
Stay loyal