the mind possess the tempo
of each poem that will grow
the poet hums silently as
the inks of harmony flow

silence within its aging pages
in an attic of hurt and true pain
it sits all alone just an old notebook

silent for too long
trying to make sense of things
hoping to unleash the
unspoken thoughts
pouring words onto paper

Shhhhh !! ....I need silence....
I'm  asking the lines
please allow ink
from my pen to purge
my emotions into its spaces

I guess if it was just about *** for you,
You would have ****** me and
Left, right?
And the fact that you
Didn't do that.

And that you
Called me back late at night
To sign up for abstaining
From something we both
Really like means
Something
About the way you feel about me?

I have a feeling it does,

Considering the way,
You kissed me before you left
The other night
And turned from the door
To tell me to look right at me and
Tell me that you
Loved me
And that you
Hoped I believed you

-How are you feeling now, about this?
(no reply)

Another thing
is when you told me that you warned me that
feelings might fade
while I’m away, which
is 2,875 miles and for 71 days
which is
a long time and far far away

another is when
you said quite
matterfactly
that what with the way you felt now
that wasn’t an issue
anymore

-How are you feeling now, about that?
(no reply)

Even if it happens
that's ok
all I can say is “ok ” and continue on with my life
so the stakes aren’t so high as they feel
in the bottom of my stomach pointing up
to puncture if I exhale deeply
so it’s ok,
for that to happen
it’s ok
for you to fall in love while I’m away,

in a way
it would be a little like a
premature death,
plenty unfair and filled with sadness
but also with the
relief
of absence, of the weight of the potential of
something newborn,
lifted.
you don't have to care for
you don't have to raise a
dead baby.

How are you going to feel about (this) (that) me?
(no reply)

I got to know you got a guy,
I don't know what's his name, I haven't seen him from any side,
Don't lie don't neglect don't be too rude ,
Don't make him jump through burning sadness loop,
Revolve him around the best you got,
Let him roll near to your seldom heart ♥,
Remove the quilt of stress and scares ,
Let him make a draft,
About happy future,
Open up to him make glue the relation with friendship and clarity,
Wish you; bless you
Your bond will get strong as gravity.

It was in the early hours of the day
On a tuesday 24 years ago,Though Raining cats and dogs,Her cries still pierced the air.For she was in agony.
Sooner than expected,the baby's cries were heard,
He cried loud and long
For the Baby was a lad.

She was an ebony of noble blood
Whose beauty was gifted by aphrodite.
As meek and gently as a lamb, she was.
Yes!! She was indeed a lady.The noble lady who bore the child, was my motherThe child born is Me
Though she sits out of Earth,Never a day has she ceased being my mother.
Yes!!! Am 24. No big deal
God has done it again.

Happy birthday Michael Tanjang-Happy birthday to me