Touch me Jesus lest I die,
Touch me once a thousand times.
Touch the perfume of my soul,
sanctify my every thought
and for thee I shall live an eternal dawn.
here we go again
you made me write once more
though empty, bleak
static, I see comfort—I abstain
the night asked a question
"have your thoughts wandered?"
the night's blare
you made me write, once more
poem about going through poet's/writer's block. c:
do you ever have
running through your mind
and you can't decide which one to write down
and you cant write them both because they're happening
AT THE SAME TIME
and by the time you write one you'll forget the other
but the time taken to try and decide
makes you forget both
Indeed, she’s a
What joy to
to know she
Eventhough I'm a bit young, I just want to feel loved for once.
i want to be
to light up
talk about me
also check out my other poems! :)
Everything just happened for once
Enjoy the moment
Cause everything happens for a reason
Just something on my mind
I woke remembering a kiss.
When you get old, if it happens,
like this, if you recall a kiss
like this one, I can't forget;
you'll know such things
do happen after
you get old. If you are lucky
or blesst with one such kiss
you do know:
there are kisses worth getting old to get.
First thought caught, before I whistled it away,
They : Are we together in this ?
Me : yeah , sure why not !
My inner self : I guess , i m with them just like stars .
Appearing too close virtually , but light years in reality!