#meanttobe
its like we understand eachother
on a level
no one understands
one another.
it's a kind of
understanding -
i can't describe.
it feels different.
deeper,
more personal,
emotionally
and physically.
you understand me
too well,
you hear my voice
when i can't speak up.
it's like we had found eachother
in our last life,
and somehow found eachother
yet
again.
meant to be maybe?
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 8:07 AM UTC
My stomach churns
And my fingers ache
My brain screams
My heart shakes
I am deeply sick
In anxious anticipation
Of all the worlds I will write
May 14, 2025
May 14, 2025 at 3:50 AM UTC
Life takes me places I need to go.
I am exactly where I need to be.
Mar 15, 2025
Mar 15, 2025 at 4:11 AM UTC
Two souls, strangers yet familiar, cross paths in a fleeting moment—an unplanned glance in a bustling city. The air hums with a silent melody, an unspoken promise carried in a whispering breeze.
They collide in the rhythm of a passing crowd, their first words exchanged over an old, torn book at a café. She loves stories, he loves the way she tells them. Laughing, they fill the space between them with warmth, letting their hearts confess before their minds catch up.
But love, like an inked page, does not always follow the lines we expect.
Feb 25, 2025
Feb 25, 2025 at 3:01 AM UTC
the key went
in the lock
easily enough
with no resistance
in the cylinder
nor any loose pins
catching inside
yet try as i might
it would not turn
all three keys
were the same
identical in height
of teeth and
depth of notch
i could not have
picked the wrong one
still the deadbolt
was unmoved and
would not let me
into my own home
May 8, 2024
May 8, 2024 at 7:23 AM UTC
guilted into yet another
late evening dog-walk
after too long spent
indoors and weighed down
by endless introversion
trudging an unlit path
free of the imposition
of street lamp
and headlight
with nothing except
those familiar constellations
and a degree of
lunular exposure
to guide our path
despite the cold and
that lingering feeling
of obstinate lethargy
we firmly planted
our mud-caked boots
upon the saturated ground
unstable and clogged
as it may have been
in order to marvel
at that moment
of unexpected perfection
perhaps it was simply
a case of fortuitousness
or sheer coincidence
but to us it seems
the universe is offering
more wishes than we could
ever have hoped for
Dec 18, 2023
Dec 18, 2023 at 1:10 PM UTC
My own person is healthy and courageous. My own person is self-aware and emotionally intelligent. He is growth-oriented, resourceful and positive.
My own person is supportive, thoughtful, kind and empathetic. My own person is ready to take accountability, communicate and work through things even when the going gets rough.
My own person desires to make me happy, chooses me and shows up for me. He is sure about me and healthily obsessed with me. My own person encourages and lifts me up when I’m at a low point.
My own person does not disappear when I need him. My own person protects me. He knows how to introspect, reflect and has a desire to be better.
My own person does not make me feel small or irrelevant. My own person is a secure place where I can feel at home. My own person is expressive. He is a source of light when I am in a dark place.
My own person is as sure about me as the sun rises and sets without our asking, with certainty; regardless of the weather, timezone or location.
May 5, 2023
May 5, 2023 at 4:33 PM UTC
𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑
𝑑
𝑜
𝑤
𝑛
𝑝
𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡'𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢 ,
𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑐𝑎𝑏
(<----)
𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 ,
𝑏𝑦 𝑓 𝑜 𝑟 𝑤 𝑎 𝑟 𝑑 𝑖 𝑛 𝑔
𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑒-𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒...
May 1, 2022
May 1, 2022 at 5:01 AM UTC
What once was
Can never be
What we were
Is just a memory
A shot to my heart
A cold delivery
Was it really that bad?
For you to do this to me
All that time
Erased
All those issues
Never faced
All that love
Now a bitter taste
All that I was
Was replaced
What now is
Will forever be
Her and I
She and me
This is the way
It was meant to be
2 hearts
Beating in harmony
© Seductive Poetry
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 2:06 PM UTC
Love is...
Love is that which holds us together,
And is a force for cohesion.
But when it goes off centre
Turns into a negative emotion.
The master says, be centred
In everything, as you are meant to be!
Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 2:27 AM UTC
the world suffers with and without me
all things take shape in the way it was meant to be
my attachment to it could affect only me
it breaks me when I am apart from it
when I am not part of bigger things
and they surround me.
not included in movements
missing out on various moments
loss being heavy on me
and tasting the feeling of envy
I like and dislike this and that
but no one ask me of what I think
every one has thoughts of their own
and things are working out just fine.
a disconnected environment
in a deeply wired mess
nothing works as expected
more or less.
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
my soul feels at home
when you’re around
but how crazy must I sound?
I see a lot of signs
and I wonder,
why is your soul
so familiar to mine?
maybe we’ve already met
in another life, at another time
maybe that’s why, so hard, I try
I beg the universe to show me the path
I know how to count my blessings,
but I’m bad at maths
I tell my soul story
in an empty room,
a huge auditory
I beg for a single listener
my thoughts made me a prisoner
I’m trapped in this journey
some days it might be stormy
but the beautiful moments,
the ones I capture
they are very much needed
for my manufacture
so I might be a work in progress
but I write these words off my chest,
I sit down and I confess
your soul is familiar to mine
I can’t ignore it nor decline
and I came to tell you
my soul story
even if you’re not
sitting in the auditory
because I’m not made of fear,
I’m full of glory.
- gio, 09.05.2020
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 4:17 AM UTC
when two people are meant to be
we call that chemistry
and a single kiss
will leave them breathlessly
but some times in a laboratory
there is another story
so when two people are meant to be
they can also be like poison
there might be an explosion
so be careful when a kiss is breathtaking
your heart might still be aching.
- gio, 01.05.2020
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 5:38 AM UTC
People say we were never meant to fall in love
Because we taught each other to hate the real us.
I say, we were meant to be,
In order to realise the worth of loving ourselves.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
I can't see myself the way you see me
But maybe that's the way it's meant to be.
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 1:26 PM UTC
I walked these streets in October and it hit different then it did in November.
Maybe it's because I've changed
You were my good days.
Let's hope that I get over you in December.
You really took a toll on me but
you were right, it wasn't meant to be.
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 9:45 AM UTC
We were a country that lived near the equator;
I was the land and you were my infinite sky.
We have lived and witnessed our aeons together.
Each moment fleeting, and passing by.
The wind whispers, and the creatures rumble
weeping for me the unfair weather I hold
Only the dry seasons and the rainy seasons come by
and the sky, he's always done what he's always told.
When he cries, he creates floods and storms
or peaceful drizzles and ditz so plain
and when's angered, he takes right up
the moistened land and then grants me pain.
At night, he's terribly beautiful and quiet
the stars twinkle like stickers on my attic
The silent love, and the prolonged memories
and what he holds, goes far beyond semantics.
I sung, "*Precious sky, I am your earth
the land you watch with clouds and dew*."
And he replied, "*Pretty land, you are my purpose
and there's nothing to take me from you*."
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 10:26 AM UTC
If I hadn't said yes
To a friend
I wouldn’t be here today
Not in the mood, looking a mess
But, a birthday to attend
No, was not an option to play
So, into the city the girls and me
Ready to dance
Forget the broken heart misery
A few hours and I can begin to see
The old smile, a chance
To laugh and chat happily
Wasn’t looking for a romance
But your eyes
Spoke of the possibility
So, I smiled, opening the chance
With no hidden lies
Risking my heart, as it beat its plea
Talking above the throbbing music beat
Oblivious to the heat of the crowd
As they moved to tribal sway
Hours in the dark, a corner seat
I hear your voice, above the constant loud
Chatter, as your smile takes me away
So many years have since passed
But I can still hear the song
That accompanied that first touch of lips
I knew that it would not be the last
As we pushed our way through the throng
And outside, our arms became an eclipse
Was on the cards we joined our address
Then soon after, we joined in marriage blend
Looking back, I believe fate had a hand to play
Because, if you hadn’t said yes
That night, to a friend
You wouldn’t be here today
Mar 24, 2019
Mar 24, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC
I'm tired of the dark and dour
so I wrote this instead
not really all that badly flowered
revelations in, my head
Have you ever wondered
why sometimes, there's deja vu?
a place that you've been before
memories that someway somehow
bleed and burn
right through
I had one just the other day
a passing in the crowd
eyes that met, hearts at play
so very bright, and loud
Suffice to say and ponder
with a thought profound
fighting the need to wander
held upon that spot
ecstatic and
spellbound
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 10:41 PM UTC
A girl loved a boy
But it was tiring.
He was there sometimes
But then he went hiding.
His mood was like weather
She never knew what to expect.
He was so complicted
She did not know how to connect.
Once she felt he was one step closer
But then She found herself two steps away.
Whatever she went forward with,
She always returned with dismay.
Seeing him happy with other girls,
Made her envy and dim.
She cursed god,
For why she was not the one for him.
He is like a puzzle,
She is dying to solve.
And she wouldn't stop
Even if it requires her to evolve.
He's a prince
But she's not a princess.
Time is very less,
And she's an equal mess.
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC
It doesn’t have to hurt any longer.
Believing love is worth it is a choice.
Love can break spirits but hearts are stronger.
Your need for love is speaking, hear its voice.
To be in love is to tear down your walls.
You’re defenseless but don’t have to be hurt.
Don’t let pain chase love away when it calls.
Your heart and soul weren’t made to be inert.
Not everyone who says “I love you” leaves.
There’s someone who’ll do everything to stay.
Though right now it’s not what your mind believes,
You heart will die if you chase love away.
Love seems to break our hearts beyond repair.
Yet love has kept the human race alive.
If we weren’t meant to love it wouldn’t be there.
So, love! I promise you you will survive.
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 11:27 PM UTC
I'm a fool
For chasing after you
Day after day
You're a fool
For letting me go
Without you
We're both ****** fools
For loving each other
And not holding on tighter
But they always say
Only fools fall in love
I consider myself
One lucky fool
Because I got to love you
Even if only for a while
It was longer than most get to
You are
One lucky fool
Because you got my love
Whenever you wanted it
Even when you didn't
I'm just full of it
Two fools in love
Finding their way
Back to each other
Because love makes one strong path
And it's pretty easy to lead
Two fools in love
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
If I poured my soul
on coals of bluest fire
it would not compare
to the heat of my desire
If I froze my heart
in the deepest space
it would still be me
fire in a different place
If I said I loved you
it would always echo
eternal through all time
as every time, hello
If I never touched
or felt you next to me
it wouldn't change my mind
as we were meant
to be
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 9:28 AM UTC
I need to be a picture-perfect rom-com from the 90's, specifically the part where I find who I am and who I am meant to be.
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
When,
Silence is music to your eyes,
Stillness to your ears tastes just right.
When,
The tick of the clock jumps through the souls of your hearts feet,
All times beat at once.
When,
Done and to dos dance on your list
The cadence of the pen of life checks.
When,
Your feet lie and your tongue runs,
Eyes run round and toes blink across the ground.
When?
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 2:41 AM UTC