#kiddo
Of my flesh, the trip , the pressure.
The rug, the rash, the knee, the kiss.
The sigh and solemn bliss.
And want for all of this, when I am only clay.
At the earliest moments
Of time.
The yester, yesterday.
So now I'll recollect,
forwarned narrow sight.
And see the blood, the fear,
the risk.
And count my every slight
For many years I threaded needles,
Dictating a yarn.
Spun of lies with silent cries,
And desicated eyes.
That found me full of nothing,
And emptiness the proof.
A bully to
you and me
The hope filled forfeit truth.
For this is fight, and nothing more with waning of our youth.
The endless pool of doing, with weary broken back.
For selfishly we hobble,
When steel we find us lack.
So on to the future.
With souls, we nought to the rack.
It best we set our sights to then,
And never stray the track.
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 7:04 PM UTC
A rare jewel was created on this day
A priceless gift i can only appreciate
I marvel at her immense beauty
And stand in awe of her immeasurable strength
She enrich my being
But is oblivious to its entirety
A rare jewel was created on this day
To you i say happy birthday
Jan 29, 2020
Jan 29, 2020 at 11:24 AM UTC
I got this feeling
that butterflies tickles me
and made me fly
without wings.
I got this feeling
that the wind kisses me gently
and I'm breathing smoothly
so now I will walk slowly.
I got this feeling
and I'm smiling
without doubt thinking
that I will restart.
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 10:12 PM UTC