You see tears.
That i failed to cry.
You'd see the demons
That consumed my head.
I failed to free them.

Finally my heart will be revealed.
That still bleeds and bleeds.
You will see the face I've failed to show back then.
You will be able to read a book that you never wished to touch or read again.
Cause of all the failed promises .

I wished your heart were not made of stone.
So that my words couldn't hurt you.
Hoped you were cold as ice.
Then maybe i will not be this lonely.

But you are only flesh and bones.
My words have left you bleeding.
You heart has been reaped apart .
Its a wonder its still beating.
Of all the failed promises to fulfil.

I will fix the broken heart.
Some how glued back together.
What we shared is in the past.
Time to write a brand new chapter.

You made up your mind.
Give me your final answer.
It may never feel the same.
It'll bare this scar forever.
You have failed in your vain promises.

But i am not angry or bitter.
I'll be strong ,I'll be alright.
Pity i cant turn back the clock.
Though i am not hard as a steel.
In time my heart will find peace  . .  And heal in time.

You were the moon  
Dancing among the stars.
Radiating in the blue sky.
The shadow that waxed and waned.

Like a full moon .
You shone brightest.
Without me by your side.
When she the moon .
She became oceans wave.

When her voice is a song.
She is thundering tempest.
Sweet caress in a melody.
How could i think i will be ever enough for you?

Ah for a mere second .
You turn me into a believer.
I believed in romance between Queen and mormon.

A speck among stars.
Of your universe so vast.
A love to final last.
But it cannot be uttered by mere words.
Only actions can save this drizzles.

Its alright
Sometimes the sun does not shine .
And Its alright
There's time
When my nights are lonely and gloomy
Its alright .
My life aint great sometimes I just need a date with him
But its alright.


That is my own heart lingering.
But its alright
I got a bright new head start.

My ownlove.
Gives me glitter of blush. and Its not an ordinary butterflies crush and i am alright.
Cause my sorrows fades away.
Gazing through the soul of his eyes.

With his words
She holds me tight
Im his baby girl.
With his lips my whole body surrender to him.
Resting on his chest all my insecurities vanishes.
He's its alright.

Without his tender kisses i am in vain.
His dark brown eyes tell me i am the only one.
His dimples smiles at me and i feel the love is ours
But its alright.

Her breath tranquilised my soul.
This glutton glass is filled.
Her smile is all over.
Half consumed by need.
Half filled with wine and love.
Blood rising to the lips.
Flooding my head with her thoughts.
She can never read.  . .
she is filled with love tears.

I think of the moments we gently stole.
From a curious eyes of crying soul.
Fiding the universe in our palms and we stare it unfold.
Driving the distance to escape our own.

Her thoughts and i,
Waiting for someone.
We stay awakened.
Hoping for something to numb the heart in sorrow.
Needed to tending.
With a pinch of divine and that platinum lining.

Seeing the empty seats in a car.
Is taken by her absence .
Her memories warm the gear shaft.
Without our fingers twined .
Is bare striped of our nakedness thoughts.

When rain comes to me.
It floods my inkheart.
For a drizzle noon.
It is parked within .
Behind a sheet of rain and ink pouring out.
Our tongues were mating.
Like lost out love puppies.
We could shed love tears. 🔥🌹🌹🌺

When i first saw you.
You were lying alone in bed.
I watched you praying in silence.
I asked myself whats happening?
I heard whispers in the corridors that you have limited time.

I stole your numbers from the information desk.
I drove the whole day questioning myself.
How can a beautiful creature like you deal eith that.
I return to drop you flowers .
But you were sleeping.

I gather courage to call you everyday.
To check up on you.
To take you out and travel with you.
Filled my heart with joy.
I knew you were alone in this battle.
Seeing you smile and appreciate my gesture i inew it was never enough.

I should have entered the room that moment you were praying.
I should have cried with you in silent.
I could have hug you and promised everything will be alright.
How stupid of me i did not grab the opportunity.

When you kept on postponing the news you wanted to tell me.
I knew you brain tumour had taken its tall on you.
I did not want to face this alone.
I wanted the chance to be part of you.
When i arrived with two tickets to Paris and flowers.
I saw people crying in the room.
I felt faced down with shock.
I was too late to spend another minute with you.
You were gone too soon my Queen. 😦😦😦💌🙀🙀

Packed in vials sublime 
Untouched pure in time 
Their base Property lyrical,

Reactants , The Thoughts and Emotions, 
To balance the emotional equation,
Poetic are the words omniscient,

Combustible the thoughts, fragile the emotions ,
Cold storage processed, refilled 
Magnanimous, distilled 

take my outstretched hand,
when you feel so painfully uncertain
when you can't hold back your tears,
when you're screaming inside,
and gripped by your darkest fears.

when your spirit is weeping,
seems there's no comfort in sight,
energy depleted too weary to fight,
if you've depleted your blessings
and the box lays bare
and angels are no longer there.

If you feel you have no value,
to most you're just there
just a shadow of a person,
can't bring yourself to share,
no point in talking
just deeply,

to find a solitary place to hide,
shut out the noise block out the light,
lie anxiously in wait prepare for the flight
into the deep and endless night,
you don't have to go there alone.

i'll try not to falter or stumble
though unsteady shaky I may be,
we both may take a tumble
but we'll get back up you and me,
next time we'll be stronger, 
though bruised well.

should write 
About how I lied and got away with it, 
How you got caught with
Your hands tied and no one to blame. 
About how it was over before we waved the white
Flag, and I know what it means now
To hold onto a sinking ship.

I've never had anything to die for. 
I should speak about how I've never wanted
Something so much that I devastated it completely.
We loved in harsh conditions, under sun and darkness and
I don't know how to talk about how 
The love didn't save us. 
I don't write about letting go as much as I need about,

Holding on, and I want
That to change. 
I don't want to write hurt just to feel it. 
The next lyrics I scribble about you  will be
About me.

About how I held on and how I let go.
It won't be about your love, it will be about 
Mine. It won't stop me from hurting, but
It is how I make it out
Of my love alive.

what hurts because I think it will 
Stop me from hurting. If I put these words on 
A page then they will be easier to digest. 
Poetry isn't curative by creation, it is
Just confession. Still, these remedial
Lines are what I turn to when I am holding
Too much in my hands.

Right now, I feel 
Like I am overflowing onto the ground below me.
For the first time, 
I don't want to write about what hurts. I want
To keep it inside of me and let it burn me. I want
To carry it in my palms for as long as I can.
About how we've said goodbye so 
Many times that it turned into a threat, a weapon
We made with our tongues. 
🔥🌹🔥🌹🔥🌺📝🔏

heart of mind once 
I'm slowing down now 
Gone and got myself married.
This so wonderfully.
would be drowning, my head under completely
and my oxygen quickly depleting. 

If confusion was cold, 
My fingers would be numb and I wouldn't even
have a coat to ward off the freezing. 

If youth was you,
It would be slipping away by the second,
And I can't get a hold to stop it. 
I'm shivering to the bone, 
and can't keep a hold on.
But, this is only a poem

late at night, i lie awake
thinking of things i should have said
all the mistakes i've made
and signs i should've read

then think about what i can't live without
you, front and center in my mind
sometimes it feels like halfway love
almost, but not quite

still, parts of you make me whole.
i think of love letters that weren't torn up
feelings of blue and green

when i'm without you
blank page, artless innocence
i realize how dependent i've grown to you
and feel the need to create a distance. 

but still couldnt forget you,
number five

Me who loved everyone of you 
but you left me wanting more,
was being loved.
but not anymore.

Show me you are different.
Show me you will not leave bruises on my throat from holding me close to you too tightly.
But show me you want me.

tell me, not my inner thighs.
Because I want to show you I want this.
I want to be there when you look at the sunset and realize it is the most beautiful thing on this earth.

I want to be there when it is hard to breathe because sometimes this world only does bad.
Show me you want this too.🌹🔥🌹🔥🌹📝