If I write a poem about ***,
will you still have respect
for me in the morning?

If sext text, intersects,
a censorship quest, who
then sinks the relationship?

Image burned into your mind
pointed, yet you are not blind
and can you still see, the point
or are you seeing the last image
burnt?

I'm trading sticks of cigarette for a poem
Bottles of beer for a few more
Whiskeys make me forlorn
Why not a few more poems
So I scribble and scribble some more

I'm trading my loneliness for lines
Rhymed or rhymeless, why should I mind
When the please the eyes and tickles the mind
I sure will memorize and mimic them like a mime
So I'm still scribbling on this torn paper of mine

I'm trading my hearts pain
Trading it for a paper and a pen
Like a painter ready to paint
I deep my petite paint brush in a bowl of paint
Dap dap, little dots, strokes and dashes as I dare to paint
Little by little the whole picture is becoming plain

I'm trading all love's tears
Tears shade in secrecy for a poem shared publicly
Though seemingly absurd but poems brings this inconceivable peace.
So I'm scribbling and scribbling my way to serenity.

I trade it all for a piece of poem
I may not have made the point
But I've washed clean my plough
And starring at this beautiful not-so-beautiful poem
I have read and reread it that it is starting to sound like a song.
Reading one last time, "my best trade ever".

To my Love,
My life is over now.
You can find me where the darkness meets the day
Where the past lays to rest
Where the future takes its first breath
Where secrets are forever kept
That's where I shall be

There is no time where the sand runs deep
There is no death
There is no life
There is no hate
There is no light
The world knows no love like that of a dying sun

A world without me is a world that will go on spinning
It is a day that will never end
It is a flower that will never wilt
It is a child that will never forget how to trust
It is a river that never meets a dam
Life will not stop now that I am gone

Do not cry love,
It may seem there is no color but you must look harder
When the chocolate has turned bitter
When the sun has turned to night
When trees have lost their leaves
You must look harder, my love

Dear you are not alone
I will always be with you dear, helping you to see
I will help you find strength in bitterness
I will help you find peace in the night
I will help you find hope in the change of the seasons
You are never alone

My life is over now
But yours has only just begun

When people don't believe what you can do.
Take heart and slow it down
For there is a right timing
Even when insecurities are unfolding
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The edges of whispers tell more than the words
Tracing the secrets of echoing lies
It's hard to hear it over the silence
But I can see snowflakes in your eyes

Night
Eyes are bright
The mind is open, awake, thinking
Thinking of words unspoken

Thoughts flow in and out of my mind
Your embrace, my body aches to feel your warm embrace
Your hands, rough as it may feel my hands long for your hands
Hold me, mold me...
These are the thoughts that flow in and out of my mind

Now I fall into a sleep like trance
Floating around as we dance
This may be our first and last goodbye
But how will we know when all of these are just up in my mind

Night
Eyes are bright
The mind is thinking of words unspoken

You see right through me
Yet you refuse to see me
You look right at me
But you do not understand me
You go around me, you go through me
But you do not examine me

I am just in your way
I am just a barrier
You do not see what I am because you insist on seeing what I am not
You avoid me at all costs because its an inconvenience to you
I am in your own head
your own heart even
Yet you refuse to accept me
you go further
further than wood and nails
you reach for the brick and mortar
you build me stronger
without even acknowledging me
you dance around the surface of my being
you cover me up
you break me down
throw me out

But you rebuild me again
different materials
same understanding
same meaning
same hidden emotions and thoughts
this time
you cannot see through me
but you still do not see me