The sound waves that emanate
from one's throat and mind
freely through space and time
Whether those sound waves
are received by
is the real mystery?!
And he talked as if when morning came the sun would no longer shine. The way he talked about life and everything in it made the stars twinkle in perfect moonlight. The way he spoke of the things he loved like they were childhoood dreams come true made my heart dance like a ballerina through the mountains of endless hopes and dreams. And on this night my wish came true, my wish came true that I would meet someone just like you, with a mind so freeing... so beautiful.
Take me on your wings
he was remarkable
he was intelligent
he was kind
he was...the worst thing that ever happened to me
please get out of my life // love always
It surpasses skin deep
Because its deeper than that
By the way she carries herself
Just observe her walk
Just listen to her as she talks
Her words flow together so smoothly
The tone of her voice shows so much serenity
As she uses her extensive vocabulary In the right context
You'd have to be lying if you didn't Find It attractive
Nobody's perfect, Not even the Perfectionist herself
She screws up every now and then
She doesn't let that disrupt her Composure
Completely versatile, like she's her Own *****
Creative in every way possible, She Expresses that with every chance she Gets
I mean how can you let yourself to forget her ?
Is it a good thing or bad thing that I write my poems in the same perspective every time ? or what ?
you don't need a boy who will call you beautiful
you need a man who will call you intelligent
a man who will tell your laugh is contagious
that you made him smile
that you have something to offer
A** beautiful person is sought,
To fill in colours of happiness,
Upon a big blank page of mine,
Love pearls could be rethreaded.
Now success is on the horizon,
Even though I have tried all along,
Every time I have failed to achieve,
Drawing even closer to success is life,
So have been the recent days of mine.
Loneliness haunts me like ghosts,
Of the future-past will have come,
Vanished from my life are all joys,
Edging closer to the end of my days.
A nerdmaid is a beautiful and intelligent woman.
My HP Poem #1540
I told him
“I’m going to buy lots of make up,
some expensive clothes,
the ones that come with logos,
and get a proper hair cut.
That’s how you like your girls,
He walked over,
planted a kiss on my head and said,
“I like them smart,
which you’re not being right now.”
And I think that was the best thing
he ever said.
Its time we let go of the notion
that our greatness is something to hide in our back pockets
lest we scare away a man