You felt like you're the best with BMWs and Lambos On top of millions But i stare into her eyes And i see a paradise that I've never seen before There's much more to life than money And they can say there's much more to life than her But I'll choose to ignore them In my eyes, they're wrong Now i know my fires have stagnated for so long Each and every song i listen to Keeps me sane when the outside world Is losing their bolts over simpleton issues Something far less complicated than me I never knew she could grasp me mentally like this But I'm okay with it honestly God made it this way for a reason To go against it is emotional treason
at the millions of happy memories at the inspiring people you've met at the laughter you've shared with others at the amount of care and love you've felt at the kind words you've shared at the little things that make this world great
I hope you look forward and realize
how many extraordinary things are going to happen how many new seeds will be planted how many brilliant things you will achieve how many stories will be shared how many dreams will be reality how many things make this life worth living
I hope you keep moving forward.
*"We either make ourselves miserable or make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same" - Carlos Castenada"
For a dear friend Sometimes it's great to be reminded <3
Millions of poems Millions of poets By now, you would expect atleast two identical poems through the ages But I believe not one poem exists That has a twin For the beauty in poetry is *No two poems are ever the same.
Inspired by "Untitled (lost for words)" written by mk.
One amongst the millions staring into oblivion. I stand amongst the world and yet I stand alone; alone except-- except for all the cells in me that quiver with anxiety. From afar I'm just standing there-- seemingly unaware. But I can feel everything: the love, the hate and all it brings. But I'm just another in the crowd; You won't hear when I cry out. So I'll keep it all in my mind and hope I make it out alive.
I could write you away Into a million poems Escape from your being As you are sprawled out On a thousand crumpled sheets Thrown in many dust bins Or caught under the bed Maybe lying on the desk Or trapped inside my mind.
A million twinkling stars On a purple-grey sky. A million strands of grass On a wet brown land. A million mites of dust In the air I breathe. A million specks of rust On the bench in front. A million rays of light From the lamp-post proud. A million dreams in sight In the overwhelming crowd. ~Moniba.
Don't* promise me the world if you're not the owner , Don't promise me the universe if you haven't seen it. Don't promise me the stars if you cant see them in my eyes. Don't make Promises you cant keep. Please, Don't break my heart because you are my universe and I belong to you. The only stars that matter are the millions your eyes reflect. and the only Promise I need is **Forever.
For R.H. we seem to drift more every time we get close again.