Offer patience to the shadows
that dissolve with veil of night
Strong outlines of your being
Dark reflections from the light

the book was closed
you'd finished it and picked your favorite chapter.

yet soon, you found yourself forgetting the story
so you picked up a new one.
it didn't captivate you, at first
you flicked through the pages so causally
but then you suddenly stopped

and started to pay attention
what caught your attention?

why am i a chapter and not a page?
you could've easily flicked through me
but you've stopped on my chapter
and you're reading it carefully

i hope it's your favourite chapter

I want to write poetry,
I want to paint your sky with a million colors,
Or tell you how beautiful you really are.
But the words in my head are a thin gold necklace,
Knotted in 80 different ways
Impossible to unravel, except by those with steady hands
And patience.
Patience to sit alone and focus
To pay attention
As they pull at each part of the knot,
Slowly breaking away parts of the chain
Sometimes grabbing the wrong section, that isn’t quite ready to be yanked out yet.
It might take months, or even a year if you lose focus.

Once you finally see each loop of the delicate chain,
You can wear it upon your neck.
See how beautiful it really is,
And how easily it can break,
Or be knotted all over again

But jewelry can’t untangle itself,
And who has time to untangle a necklace when you can pick up some earrings instead.

Tell me, is it worth it?

the hearts request
someone to stay..
to be held and loved
by a person who is fearless of emotions
self-aware
someone who won’t leave
someone who is ready
we crave
we hurt
we struggle
to be found by our person
the person destined to be our forever
true love
the person that will bring that to life
we crave
we rush
backfire
we meet people, we pressure it
disappointment
BACKFIRE
we hurt
we give up...
for my person
i am on my way to you
lets be patient
-h.u

Although spring be flowering
My heart will still be wishing
For your smile blossoming
And lips made full for kissing

Distance can seem burdensome
Difficult and oft lonely
Makes me sometimes quarrelsome
Hard edged and sometimes stony

Love is o'er us towering
Eyes and soul are still aglow
Patience it is powering
In this soft hope-lit meadow

Love is like
A hot
Cup of coffee
A beaut
On the rainiest
And sunniest
Of days
Warm
Like the steam
On top
Bittersweet
From the caffeine
And the sugar
Special
Like a handcrafted
Piece of origami
But just like every
Cup of coffee
The warmth fades
And the flavor
Disappears