As my roots spilled all over, the seeds of my healing.
Sprouts of tomorrow.
You broke me, but I did not bleed.
I forgive me. I forgive you.
I forgive us.
And I heal, and I grow.
And I'm stronger.
I move on.
I hope you can heal, too. Don't hold onto me on negatives. Don't become the villain in the story. I hold love, and respect, and all the good in my heart still for you. I'll remember you peacefully, happily. Do so, too. Grow. Bunches of tons of lots.
I think you dropped this No? Oh well here you go I feel like you need this so here treat it is as my hello Cherish it as my last word
the feeling of love may only last for a swift moment and the pain may be as remarkable as your internal paint chips peeling but your foundation is beautiful live these days to come, dream these sleepy nightmares away become who you find you are die in the name of forever transition into something so remarkable that happiness is no longer a noun, it’ll be your new name from now on.
Many times I have tried to embrace you In my ink As you keep on evolving Over time I lost for words Yet I'm still trying To write about you Without any filter, let me reveal
I regard you as A wandering soul Beautiful incarnate Evolving metaphor A breathing canvas A prototype of artistry
With that omnipresence elegance An epitome of decency And phenomenal smile You make the world worth living
Stirred by those musing ripples I submit to you Let me bathe my imagination Cast you into vivid hues Search you in the unknown In between the recesses of the mind And found every time As my share of moon
Poetry form: Sedoka - My Sedoka poem is one lover's sincere question, followed by the other lover's discerning answer. The Sedoka is a two-stanza poem, each stanza having three lines, with five syllables on the first line and seven syllables on the second and third lines.