the fingertips hurt
the best kind of pain
beautiful music in my ears
the guitar strings vibrate

word come wobbling out of my mouth
sometimes they make sense
and sometimes they do not
sometimes they're nonsense

feelings have no reason
just wants to be expressed
comes and goes with the seasons
makes me feel both sad and blessed

I've never heard my daughter so broken.
I've never felt a love that strong.

" The law of the jungle is the law of a gang. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. "


The page unfolds.  The best story told. Basically I'm handing out free gold.
Returning ears with interest. You can never borrow to your advantage peasants. Why pay for something to prove you are not a slave? Plato's cave. As I leave they stay. Why do they want me to lead and pave the way? They say it's great !  and you will get paid. I said you gay. I will never hand my **** out to those in need and to those who pray. That's how you get slayed. I will only help those who are me. Who take action by maxing out their mental capacity. And If they do. They're no longer food. They seem so rude and selfish towards being free. It so beautiful to me. A construct painted by true belief.  Just read.

Do not consider
the idea of forever
it will wither
like a beautiful sunflower

People come
people go
but they also stays
but not always

For our fallacy
of happy ever after
The expectancy of something greater
will just crumple into ruins

It will lead us to frustration
that we will no more admire
the beauty of life
the beauty of our own being

Life doesn't revolve
into others nor self
Remember that He is involve
He is the center of our shelf

- E.V.

Beautiful flower, how are you?
You've been showered by the kisses of the morning dew
You are guided by the hand that holds the vast blue sky
But why oh why, am I hearing you sigh?

Serenaded by the whispers of bees and butterflies
Admired by the thick clouds moving up in the skies
You sleep under the branches of the sturdy tall tree
But why in your sadness you cry infinitely?

Oh true! Love passes by quickly without us noticing
And go with it the melodies we so often sing
But other butterflies are passing by, your tears you must wipe
Tomorrow you will wither, do not waste your life..

O such beauty
Bestowed from heaven
Upon my mortal self
I stared with my four eyes
Such gleam, so bright!
Oh my, I'm speechless...
My heart knelt down
Begging for yours
At last! YES! you said!
I can...I can't..Oh no..
My tongue got tied.
Forgive me for this,
forehead kiss
With that,We are one!
Your hug took my breath
...and I died happy.
I love you!

at 12 and 37
you stumble through
a picture,
a picture of grief,
pain, sorrow, and death

at the same hour
they bumped into:
piles of joy, screams,
wild heart,
perfect timings

how are things possible?
in the blink of an eye,
it's there and then,
it's gone

you are broken,
you are healed,
you are relieved,
and you should be lucky.