Famliy
We may not have all together,
But together we have it all .
~Myriah P.Y. ~

At first we are just two people,
looking the same way.
Looking at one another the feeling
made me feel so gay.

Days weeks months and years went by,
the love was never grey.
But then there was that other guy
Who made me feel so afraid

Shaking shock and suprise to see you walk away.
Out the door and in the car,
It only took a day

These are the days of love with a price tag:
These are the days of affections that won't last;
These are the days when more marraiges collapse:
These are the days when passions fade fast;

These are the days when daugthers curse their mothers:
These are the days when youths despise humble beginnings;
These are the days of "it doesn't matter as long as it trends":
These are the days when immorality is more appealing;

These are the days when open-hearted words might be lies:
These are the days when love for money supersedes all;
These are the days when virginity is no longer a thing of pride:
These are the days when your lover will seek your fall;

These are the days when armunitions are made to invade another's land:
These are the days when those who should protect us becomes our enemies;
These are the days when men in suits are more corrupt than those in prison clothes:
These are the days when the so-called civilised are the ones behind animosities;

These are the days when ******* thrives in the media:
These are the days when the respect of religious leaders is earned by the size of gifts;
These are the days when you must not trust religious and civil laws spoken from the mouth of men:
These are the days when those who claim to pursue peace are actually vicious beasts;

These are the days when using the rod is termed an act of abuse not a means of correction:
These are the days when skin colour and beliefs are a strong deterrent to relating with one another;
These are the days when parents emphatically teach hating others to their children:
These are the days when a dead terrorists is celebrated as a martyr;

These are the days when diseases are created to fund the accounts of a few:
These are the days when men step in as heroes after having created the pain in the first place;
These are the days when leaders sell their people to gain acceptance among powerful cruel men:
These are the days when you should never trust the countenance of your master's face;

But dear reader, no matter how bad these days seems to be,
You and i can choose that to evil, we will not condescend;
Bear in mind that the evils of this world will be on the increase,
As long as there are people who strongly believe that this world will come to an end.

The pretty feeling
Of lip shaped saliva on your hot-plate cheek
The heavy scent
Of her hanging off your arm
The floating flight
When she swings, swings
From your thoughts.

Nobody
Knew her
Nobody
Spoke her name
Because
She only lived así
In my head.

Outside
She shifted
And blew with the wind
All I had to charge me
Were the memories
Listed above
And the bare resemblance
Of her beautiful face.

It didn't have to end
But for the cliffs between us
She looked down from the rocky top
And waved
Never again
Staying in my head as she was

With love,
With lust,
With loss,
With longing,
With desperation.

Say it quietly.
Shout it out loud.
Scream it in ecstasy.
Savor the taste of the words on your tongue.

All that I ask
Is that you speak them to me.

Just those three well known words.
Say them to me.
Think them with me on your mind.
Whisper them at night when I sleep.

I don't care how you say it.
Just say, you love me.

I'll be in the woods, but you won't need me. When I find the wood guarded by scarcity I too will steal, yet I will only take the milk that has already been liberated.

Los Angeles: The air available here is no longer adaptable, my lungs have not evolved like the rest and my filter is getting full, it’s getting complicated to breathe. The chemicals are no longer reacting like they are supposed to. I used up all the gas, the batteries too. I try to wind-up, pull the string, re-charge. These sources no longer work, I need something new. The wiring seems off, the lights sometimes flicker, rarely staying bright for long. I tried replacing the crank, yet there was not enough electricity to put it into rotation. I called for a tow-truck but it never showed, I pumped up my tires and pushed but I still could not roll. I opened the door, starting my journey to the woods…which I hope still exist.

Distance is friend of mine
Until I start writing these rhymes
Poetry makes me miss you
Every line I want to kiss you
Please don't leave me
I yearn to be free
When you enter my mind
The pain subsides
Can we please reminisce
On the times I so dearly miss?

I had a girlfriend who loved me like a wife but I hurt her over and over.

So... I let her go.

You know what really hurts?

Letting her go. Because you know she will keep coming back over and over no matter what. So you use her for all she has and lash out at her when she questions you. She's there for you at your darkest times and all she wants in return is a hug.

What kind of person would do that?
Someone who deep down hates themselves, and wants control of their emotions and of someone else's life, so they can displace the pain onto someone else.

But you only intensified the pain because you never quit, even though you were dying. Why the hell didn't you just leave when I told you to leave. Why would you stay? What is wrong with you?

You know the biggest lie I ever told myself is that "I don't love you" and the biggest lie I've ever told you is that "I never did". But you're free now and I hope to never see you again. I never deserved your love.

And I hope you never change.