Speak of love,
So many hopeless hearts,
With none to give.
Something to dream they'll find,
When they aren't even sure what to look for.
Find it on your own first.
Otherwise, you'll just end up hurting others
Or hurting worse.

I need you in my life, baby

The only productive addiction in my future is to your proximity

A decade of scattered sorrows is but an aching blink when I’m with you

You manifest what I could never say or feel without the fear of exile

Rom-Coms hold no candle or wick to our story

Proposals would only seem like trivial when it comes to you and I

We’re closer than nostalgia and episodic memory
closer than gods and their devotees
closer than the dawn and dusk
when nine to fives carry you through a day

Yet despite our bond
only I can hear you, see you, feel you, think you

So with baited breath I speak your name, or at least what you are known as:

Imagination.

Saw you waiting for her,
Saw you fighting for her,
While I am
Busy waiting for you,
Been wanting to be with you,
Even if I wait million years,
Can you tell me if I deserve you?

drunk on a feeling we know wont last

knowing the end is near

closing our eyes pretending we dont see it

u hear the glass shaterring hearts breaking

its something we cant let go of

its what i have been living for

how do we leave it when its all we need

i am under a spell

when i see u under the stars i forget about the troubles in the world

i forget about i have been through

why cant we stop the time

lay here with me until my breathing stops

i wanna make u smile when u are crying remembering the people that hurt u

i wanna hold ur hand when it gets cold

i wanna find u

wanna spend all my time with u

i miss u even tho i have never met u

wonder if we will ever meet 

just know i have loved u longer than u can imagine 

longed for u more than u think

We are not destined for prosperity.
Of this, I am sure.
Our destiny is akin to the butchers calf.
But, if you'd allow me.
Just one naive wish.
One human desire.
I ask for happiness.
For old age and pained limbs.
For many years of arguing and conflict.
For struggle and hunger.
Give me years.
If not prosperity give me this.

I must give you fair warning as I sit here contemplating my life
That I am no artist able to cast light and shadow
with the whiskers of a brush
so, I must use words to paint you a picture  
of the inside of this broken man’s soul.

Feminine Beauty with hair of night
Seduction is your name and
Romance your contest of choice
You may deal your cards
In this game of chance called life as
I sit here alone upon the corner stool

Love peers in through the sunlit window
Glances my way and moves on as
Seduction lays out her cards of fate.

Loneliness consumes my thoughts
Though none who might observe me will see it
As my thoughts linger among the shadows of my life


None but my close friend destiny
knows of the battles that I have fought
Upon the playground of life
Some won and some lost

Sweet seduction
My heart lies broken
Trampled under the high heels
Of too many a pretty face.

So, my former sweetheart
Romance can no longer entice me
Nor your twin sister flirtation
arouse me.

Notice that I drink water and not wine
For my broken spirit, has not even the strength
To seek solace in that comforter of broken dreams
Alcohol.

With no soul
No meaning in my life
Time slips ever faster across
my lost hopes and forgotten dreams
So forgive me lovely temptress of men’s fate
If I choose to let your cards lie where you have cast them
And walk away.

Years ago, I would have stayed
and enjoyed the game
but then a sister of yours came
to rip out my heart and soul

Who was she? you ask

True love was her name.

The lavenders sing your name
every time I walk by
It makes me want to run and scream in the other direction
“No! Stop saying his name!” I cry
The lavenders giggle,
for they will not stop
I changed my route, as I would die if I heard their euphoric chants anymore
One day i realize
“I cannot change my daily routine and way of living over a boy who will never love me in a million years”
And so
I go back to scold the lavenders for their taunts
But they are gone
And so are you