Father, give me not unto falsehoods and lies,
Nor poverty or riches in its stead;
But please, help me to always be wise,
And give to me only my daily bread.

So, this is really just me taking Proverbs 30:8 and adding a little to make it rhyme. I won't take credit for the words; that should belong to Agur.

Bubbly smile and shining eyes, are what I see
When I listen to your voice, I feel at ease.
Sure, I’m mature but fun at times
Annoying and unwittingly maritime.

Behind the jokes and the laughs, is my past
My darkness in the future seems vast.
But no one is stopping me from getting to you
Yet I stand still and grudgingly bid you adieu.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining
I’m just sick and tired of waiting
Maybe all the stress just got to me.
I don’t know how, to not hold on too tightly
Maybe I’m just scared over nothing.

Maybe that’s it, I just need to patch my soul
But you’re not the star cut out to make me whole.
Yet I try and try again to make you be a part of me
I’m drawn to the way you make us both feel happy.

But if you really meant that much to me
I’d be able to let you go, sadly but easily.

I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You don’t make me as happy as she makes you.
I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You remind me of what it’s like to not be lonely.


31st March 2017

The long version of this poem has the full explanation of this piece. Any other queries or comments can be left below.
Thanks for stopping by! :)

Bubbly smile and shining eyes, are what I see
When I listen to your voice, I feel at ease.
Sure, I’m mature but fun at times
Annoying and unwittingly maritime.

Behind the jokes and the laughs, is my past
My darkness in the future seems vast.
But no one is stopping me from getting to you
Yet I stand still and grudgingly bid you adieu.

If you really meant that much to me
I’d be able to let you go, sadly but easily.

I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You don’t make me as happy as she makes you.
I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You remind me of what it’s like to not be lonely.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining
I’m just sick and tired of waiting
Maybe all the stress just got to me.
I don’t know how, to not hold on too tightly
Maybe I’m just scared over nothing.

Because if you really meant that much to me
I’d be able to let you go, sadly but easily.

I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You don’t make me as happy as she makes you.
I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You remind me of what it’s like to not be lonely.

Maybe that’s it, I just need to patch my soul
But you’re not the star cut out to make me whole.
Yet I try and try again to make you be a part of me
I’m drawn to the way you make us both feel happy.

But if you really meant that much to me
I’d be able to let you go, sadly but easily.

I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You don’t make me as happy as she makes you.
I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You remind me of what it’s like to not be lonely.

I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You don’t make me as happy as she makes you.
I don’t really love you, even though I think I do
You remind me of what it’s like to not be lonely.


31st March 2017

This was inspired by me at first feeling sad that a favourite youtuber of mine has a girlfriend but then realising it doesn't hurt me that badly. I never longed desperately for this guy at all.
I needed more ideas to add context so I thought of another youtuber who 'makes us both feel happy' (which is the honest truth along with the 3rd verse which is directed mostly at them).
The second verse is directed to me and my perspective; I tend to be clingy (or greedy) even if the person isn't so special because I'd rather have 2nd best than nothing. This tendency has landed me in some bad relationships in the past.
Anyway, if you have any queries or comments, please leave them below and I'm sorry in advance that I haven't posted recently! I'll step up my game.
Thanks for stopping by, hope you enjoy :)
Star BG 20h

"The world is a stage and we are all actors.
YOU play the main character SO enjoy all its scenes,
as your guides and angels applaud you."

Have you thanked your guides and angels lately?

As I looked upon the
Whispers of the forming
Clouds.
So, shaped like a family of ducks
in their times.
Revealed to me the caspered calm and
Distinct instinct and ‘gifts’ to
Float, without prior education.
Towards the sky forests in
Ease and love.


(c) copyrighted

A poem about nature

'I am regenerating.
A soul takes its
transitory step
from a caterpillar's last breaths.
The healing white lights of change renews
my soul's infinite quest.
Suddenly, a rainbow butterfly emerges to claim the waiting sky.
For I am reborn.
as the Cosmic Butterfly Eyes
of the Loving Divine.'

Copyrighted (C)

We all had to be a water droplet,
a blade of grass,
a piece of metal and shard of glass,
We all had to be an air molecule,
a mess of dirt,
we all have died and we've all gave birth. We've all been insects that live in the earth. We all had to be fleas,
We all had to dogs,
We all had to be Lilly pads and had to be frogs.
We all had to give and we all had to take,
We all had to lose and we all had to make, We're all on one team so we all have a say.
We are the characters and life is a play,
A roles a role but still we must not delay.
Your path is the only thing in your way.
We've all been here before but we don't have to stay.
Enlighten and leave,
the cycles recede,
and birth is at death,
a spiritual world of love and light is all that will be left,
without our skin we look within and see at our best,
the problems we had in life were nothing but a test.
Individual strength brings you closer to the source,
so never look back in remorse.

Written on 2/20/17

Life has a way of giving you exactly what you need to grow. Blessings in disguise. Sometimes you need to completely breakdown to build yourself up again. Sometimes you need to waste your time to realize how precious time is. Sometimes you have to be cold so you can warm up again. Life is a balance of highs and lows. It comes and goes.

Written on 3/28/17

You have constellations on your skin
Tiny freckled marks
Creating fire from within
and setting off sparks

Written on 3/9/17

How will you go out?
Some of us will ride off into the sunset on a horse, some of us will take the safe way and stay on course, some of us will get lost on our way, only to be found, some of us will turn into snow and fall softly on the ground. Some of us will grow real big wings and fly into the sky, some of us will stay on earth and ask ourselves why. The road is long but the trip is short, we've got to live in love, or something of the sort. One day we'll be judged like court, but the jurors are dimensional beings, masters of the tide, and we'll only get to transform if they see love in our eyes. So will you go out like a rocket? Will you float off like a ship? Will you travel the world with bright eyes and a busted lip? The world is yours and the world is mine, we're just on a journey through struggles, space and time.

written on 4/15/16
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