Yes I confess, yes I agree
that I love to play with fire.
I am well aware that it can
lead to consequences dire.
Yes I know you all love me
but you all are afraid of fire.
I know that you know truth
but danger you don't aspire.
I don't blame if you all don't
want a route through fire.
Your destination through
path rosy you could acquire.
While playing I've burnt all
my dreams all my desires.
My affinity my attraction is
only and only blazing fire.
And if by chance while
playing with fire I am set afire.
And if unexpectedly I turn into
ashes by dangerous fire.
Throw it in oceans, blow it
with winds, scatter it in deserts.
Before with worldly filth and
dirt the ashes are bemired.
So that Haply some explorer
may find the truth I've found.
So that someone may smell
the truth which I've smelled.
So that some thirsty in mirage
may see the truth I've seen.

noooooooo
know
no
neh
nah
no thanks
nope
negative
absolutely not
by no means
never
not at all
nix
no way n

I think I have in love enough times t know that love is like a shadow
You never really see it until you shine a light upon that certain someone
And realise that after all those months you have loved him from the start.
I know love enough to have seen it even when there was nothing to illuminate it, to tempt it to reveal itself
I know what love is enough to say that I am beyond terrified to fall in love
I don't want to spend another  20 months not knowing I loved him till he goes and with that silent absence I feel the shadow creeping in
I don't want to fall in love because the only person I have fell in love with is you and look at what I am now

When she smiles,
It's like a baptism
Freeing me from all the worst things in life
Her happiness floods over me like God reforming the world
And I'm adrift on the arc of her love
The only thing keeping me afloat
Above this sea of melancholy and despair

Though sea monsters reach from the bottom,
Trying desperately to sink a claw in my throat
I feel protected by your omnipresence
As if your hand could smite any foe
From a thousand miles away

You are the lighthouse,
That guides me to the safety of your shores
And when I port, I'll step out
And kiss the ground you've laid before me
In eternal gratitude for your safe harbor

I'll always find safety in you

The boy poet
blushed
and asked the pretty girl out
she smiled and said
maybe
the boy poet grabbed a pen
and scribbled this
before tock could follow tick
it was real quick

Maybe
is a giant oak tree
filled with many acorns
and each single acorn
drops and exclaims
yes,
yes,
yes

I know you aren't all prudes and have thoughts like me.
Just because you don't say it don't act as if that's not how u like to be.

I LOVE *** and all the time...
don't act like you don't when you know you have thoughts exactly like mine.

i've lost control
thrown into the backseat
of my hearts desires
all my defenses lowered
my reasoning pushed aside
my begging ignored
my sleep deprived mind is giving up
whispering a faint "yes"
when i know i should be shouting "no"

As I lie awake staring at the clock
flashing 2:04 am in florescent blue
and a calender gone untouched since
June 10, 2012 yet months have passed.

I remember...

Rain pounding down on the awful roof,
wind slamming into the already cracked window,
even all the blankets around did no good.

Your words- that one phone call replays
in my mind, so do my actions with each
of my sobs, our whispers, your laughs.

The weather now the same
the soft Valentine rabbit clutched tight.

One single answer
haunts me more than anything else
****, I miss you...
God, I hate myself...

I'm probably not going to sleep
cause I'm mesmerized by the
florescent blue flashes of 2:04 am
and all the whispers of June 10, 2012...

I wanted to say yes...