I'm in pieces
I'll be in pieces.
You fix me a little.
Little, I'll do myself. Just stay.
I'm blooming.
Dear, you are my only spring.

He got his heart broken over a girl he felt alone turned to alcohol it was hard for him. His first crush was a lust, he thought it was love. All that came to an end and his bother was lost in a tragic accident so much would turn his life upside down. His father was incarcerated and mother lost his siblings because of the tragic loss. He would try to pursue his education but he was too distracted trying to make the wrong right. He fell into the addiction that consumed his father trying to be happy when all was wrong. So much happen he felt ripped apart from all directions.
The people he valued looked through him treated him like she didn't matter. He would go visit his siblings at his aunt's she would have custody of them. She would get on his case regarding his mother getting her life together. His mother was a stubborn woman she didn't have much but did put her kids first. She did have bad habits but would learn to be a responsible person since she was a stay home mother most of her life. The family was there through the tough times but sometimes they are the ones making it much worse than what it needs to be.
The family was ripped apart everyone wanted to be right. Just because you talked loud didn't make you right. He had those uncles that never have you advice but make a point to humiliate you so they can feel secure with themselves.
He never said what he thought because his honesty always got him in trouble. He would ask questions and challenge people bring out the best in them but they couldn't handle the pressure or they'd challenge him and he'd surpass their expectation.

Goldenrod in bloom
Bunny hopping through the woods
Acorns fall from oak

*~Marian~

Memories. yours, mine.
Sweet, sour & bitter one.
Often collide. inside.
Too many to carry.

Some are most beautiful.
Some are little less.
Important and unimportant.
Few reside at heart. few in mind.

Dear, I often think. to bestow
My memories. to waves.
They go and come back. always.
They'll also bring back memories.

Each time I need to feel them.
Each time you need to feel them.
Or each time when our fragrance.
will be fading out of us.

You can wait at any shore. anytime.
or with me. you're always welcome.
In case, your memories are flying away.
See, I still care about you. I always do.

True pain is never something that you can see easily.

My dreams were shattered,
My hopes scattered,
The day my son left,
Leaving us bereft,
Not of wealth,
But health.
The shock of him leaving was too much,
Life became an empty watch,
Without the supportive hands.
My husband's health declined,
So did mine.
Soon my better half died,
I had to move on,life I defied,
No more dreams nor hopes,
No search for better scopes.
Each day became a reality,
Forgive and forget,live with dignity,
Live life to the full,day to day,
The rest on Allah,what say.