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 Sep 2020 Syd
Imran Islam
The sun rises up for you my darling
and I miss you every early morning
The nature smiles on your lovely face
and I can see your shadow in my eyes.

The morning birds sing for you babe
and I feel like you are still next to me
The breeze blows for you sweetheart
I wanna sing for your dream concert!

I'm burning with you, sweet dreamer
Oh, I feel less like a sparkling water,
and I feel like lying on a big volcano,
How do much I love you, you know!

I love you, sweetie, I love you endlessly
You intoxicated me with your love easily.
My mind fights with my heart and soul
I would know nothing, you are my goal!
Thanks ❤️🙏
My books are live on kindle
 Sep 2020 Syd
entry 1
 Sep 2020 Syd
the walls
I am stuck
in the place
I can relate to the most
this house doesn't get much bigger
 Sep 2020 Syd
 Sep 2020 Syd
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim

No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
 Jul 2020 Syd
 Jul 2020 Syd
Thinking about getting a tattoo
But, I take pause...
Looking in the mirror
I see my body’s already covered
Marked in invisible ink
Every inch of my bare skin
Painted with the joy and pain of living
From my heart to my hips
Color faded here, but poppin’ over there
Memories designed by your hands
Others etched on my own
A collection that makes me smile
Among a few pieces I regret
So, about getting a tattoo...
I guess I’m not ready
Because I can’t think of a tattoo
Meaningful enough, yet
To write over any of the life I’ve lived
 Jul 2020 Syd
i am a hopeless romantic
with suicidal antics
that cant seem to love herself

she cant seem to nudge herself
out of depressive episodes
but she has expressive goals
to fall in love

to call on love
for several favors
and she has several wagers
that "this one will be 'the one'"
that what ever is done
can be undone
and that she will be okay
because one day love will fix it all

she is a pathetic romantic
with an optimistic aesthetic
and a manic
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