#learningtolove
nourish a moonflower
tears water her best
shield her from the sun-
for sunlight burns the thin petals
why wont the moon shine down evermore
I need its presence as I wilt
from this disease that seeks attention
from those favorable to my eyes
all other doses are fine
yet not as potent as that of fine ambrosia
leiden with gentle eyes and firm brows
sharp jaws and the softest of words
timelessly I am in awe over
how many petals I've left scattered behind me
in my quest- for eternal moonlight
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 4:37 AM UTC
The Devil thought he had me
So many times he tapped me
And said, “Fall in love with this one.”
And I did.
The Devil thought he had me.
So many times love went wrong
He laughed, “He’ll just give up, this one.”
And I laughed.
The Devil thought he had me.
So many times he tried me
And cried, “No true love for this one.”
And I cried.
The Devil thought he had me.
So many times he taught me
And said, “He is stubborn, this one.”
And I learned.
The Devil thought he had me.
So many times I had him
And said, “No, not that one. This one.”
And I loved.
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 9:17 PM UTC
You know those days when the sky is completely grey and we're afraid it's going to pour rain at any minute?
You know how we make it through the storm, but still, we have to acknowledge that the clouds will eventually be back?
You just never know when, and you'll never know how hard It'll down poor.
It speaks to me on how I, myself express my sadness.
These thoughts accumulate over time, they're there.
I can sense them,
sometimes I can forget them and they'll drift away
and the sun will shine,
the birds will sing,
the sun rays will dance across my skin
and all is at peace.
Most of the time, that's just not how it works for me.
When I pour out I'm not just displeasing myself, I soak the people around me without warning.
I don't want to be like that.
I need to learn to love the rain.
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 3:00 PM UTC
A new face
A stranger
One that can resurrect a withered flower
My eyes were stunned
It’s more like I’m dreaming
Please don’t wake me up
This feeling’s overwhelming
I think I’m in love
But I do not know exactly
Is this love at first sight?
Why does time run slowly?
I was jealous of everyone near you
You have hurt me unconsciously
I manage to come near you
And finally, I was with victory
Lots of things happened
More on pain than love
I became selfish
I just wanted to be with you
But it turned out
That the love I offer is not true
Nothing’s wrong with you
It’s about me
I thought I was in love
I thought it was love that I felt
I thought you were perfect
But I was wrong
Love’s not about perfection
It’s about accepting flaws
And every single thing
All I had was infatuation
Nothing
But a deep, deep thing
Now I’ve realized things
I’m sorry for all the damage
All the troubles
And mess
Don’t worry, for you,
Promise, I will learn to love
Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC