hit by cupid's dart,
and feelings unwind,
no matter how hard you try, sometimes, you can't help but fall in love
carefully reaching for your hand
it's the first day I've seen you in person.
I've known you for long enough
that I'm surprised when you grab my hand back.
when I look into your eyes, I see fear, and trepidation, and sadness, but also hope and happiness and love.
I will do everything I can
to keep holding your hand.
you hold mine so gently
so carefully. so kindly.
As we look around,
All we see is humans wearing ****** masks
A world of silencers, a world of social distancing:
Before we use to sit silently and watch the world
Around us: misbehaved: the unruly bunch
Silence is holy it draws attention
To our inner peace: today is the silence of the mask
Draws attention to fear, a fear of us being side track
By this disease, so we wear the mask of silence,
Do you remember, the measles, chickens pox’s
Scarlett fevers and the list when on:
But it’s nothing in comparisons to corona corvid 19
Lockdown: Now it’s staying at home means getting creative
Evaluating our lives, our behavior, our life style..
Was it out of control?
Were we ever essentials?
I hate wearing the mask
It make me feel like a captive, but i know better
Not to wear it: I need protection from you
And you need protection from me.
Because of what Mr. Trump said “the Chinese disease.”
Wearing the mask to do the tasks
Letting go of the hatred enable us to move forward
A world without humans is not a world
Is a silence world:
with one small flower emerging from a rock on a side walk
Stay at home save life...
Twenty years single
I had a problem loving too many people
I know it can be a waste of time
But I can't help but to romanticize
I'm drawn to the rebels because they wear it on their sleeves
A kind of fearless that I wish that I could be
But too many people are depending on me
Sometimes I wish that I wasn't cautious
It's not the first time that I've thought this
If I'm being honest
One day the rain came falling down
And through the window,
I saw you walking down the gardens.
Your steps were slow but cautious,
Your eyes fixed on the path below.
The birds flew by,
The leaves rustled in the wind,
Yet you only had eyes for one thing.
You looked at your route
With in mind the destination,
Yet you forgot to look around
At the scenery that surrounded you.
mama always told me be careful
who you tell your secrets to
because one day you just might
wake up and your whole world is chaos.
as usual, mama was right.
on that late night
i saw the train
with all its lights
as it began to rain
i seemed alone
but i saw you
so i wrapped my head
in caution tape
with a feeling of dread
and using my heart as a drape
i picked up a rose
and pricked my finger
as i stood and froze
and you started to linger
i couldn't escape
the sudden stares,
the sudden glares
i was left to hesitate
while paranoia did the same
- thanks for reading, i'm sorry for the lazy work
how straightforward can you be?
it intrigues me to see how your confidence
replaces your fear of taking risks
the complete opposite
of my cautious being,
stopping at every intersection
wishing to avoid every single hazard
There are times when I wish I wasn’t so afraid of what the world has to offer.