Through thick and thin, we got through it
With every step, we found the strength within.
Through every laugh, and every smile
We found happiness, through every moment
We made the worth while.

I thank god for bringing me such joyful people in life
Through every storm, they've eased my strife
The sudden frown turns upside down,
When laughter echoes all around
I find myself in a room with my friends,
Where every moment of joy never ends.

So thank you for the gentle love you've given me
It's a gift that sets my heart free
I was lost in the darkness, till I found light
With you by my side, everything felt right.

I find presence in her
Her soothing voice, her precious eyes
Her gentle touch, therefore I cry.

Met a woman named shaikha
Found joy in her, she brought a light nothing could destroy.

So I thank her for the love she gave me,
Her warmth and care will forever save me.

I always wait for you to see,
The way I feel so secretly.
We laugh and joke, we're friends, its true,
But I wish you felt the same way too.

You high me close, just like a friend,
But I dream that this won't end.
I wish you knew what's in my heart,
But we're stuck in this, we're world's apart.

So stop waiting for a sign from you,
Maybe it's time to let this go through.
Cause love can't stay if it's just me,
It's time to stop waiting and set it free.

I should tell you, dear reader
That it was years
Before I was able to put our story
(This is not the story) into words.

So I will not bore you with details
Of how those years were full of failed attempts,
Notebooks unused but for one page,
Half-existing musings and abstract ideas.

I will not reveal my aversion
To writing down our story,
How I feared that solidifying it meant it was over (I was right),
How it meant it was over but I was not over it (I was right).

I will not describe the catharsis
Of long-awaited success;
How it is a relief felt in the chest and the lungs,
It is the sadness and hope of letting go.

I will not linger over the fact that writing down our story means my fears (regrets?) have come true,

And there is an ending
And it has already happened
And it is terrible


(Because it isn’t terrible)

Can't you see me through heaving breathing
a hand which grips while shouldering
A feeling wishing I could one day feel good,
but its like I don't know if I deserve & should.

Canaries never fly with guilty eyes of sorrow,
The crows will wake me too early tomorrow,
The zombies beat to parade of marching death
but I turn a corner, remembering everything she said.

We wish upon blown genie wax on birthdays,
until the day our little smiles turn to sobs and cries,
and as adults we will flame worse than toddler tantrums
and then we walk to a death to beat of our lives' drums.

Greetings,
Excuse me miss ,
I was wondering perhaps if you may help me,
See im a wanderer , wandering around beseeking
I have been missing her, so she is assumed missing
Hence the besearch from the depths of my heart try to find her,
To no avail,
Well let me avail to you her description , so as to search your thoughts to your memories as to her whereabouts,

She is a meleninated Asian,
Black like a blackcat and looks Asian ,
Very beautiful its amazing
Smile like a Silverline in the clouds
Humbling like the ninth cloud
Loud and quiet at the sametime
She so intelligent she is wise
The humour is dry though,
Not that she cant make people laugh and has a breathtaking laughter herself
Basketball tall
Hair like Versace medusa

Why did you leave me?
Why did I leave you?
We were both tired.
Half-hearted jokes never would fix the cracks between us.
Small imperfections and biased opinions.
This was never going to work out.
We both knew that.

My Guy,
Don’t be afraid to cry.
My Man,
If you want, take my hand, and we will make a plan.
My Brother,
I will stand with you forever, no matter the weather.

Do not be like that Man,
Who Frost penned,
And take a breath at the Inn.

For those else who need respite,
Do take my hand without worry nor fright.
For I hope these words bring you delight,
In a world where light shines a little less bright.

For together we grow,
Amongst the stifling snow.
Our priors will disappear in the fires,
Born out of our pure desires.

The night is not long,
Or full of terror,
When we are together,
To chit and chatter till dawn.

As the snow has been laid,
We go our separate ways,
On to better days.

Till we meet again,
Perhaps at another inn,
I will see you later,
My friends.