I'm not someone
You'll write a poem about
For I'm nothing like
The cashmere sweaters
You've clung to all your life.

My warmth to you
Is like the cold winter sun
Too distant to make you feel
Anything for too long.

I might catch your eye
But your soul would easily skip mine.

And I'm not someone
You will rescue
Rather I'm the wreck
You will leave behind.

So when my heart breaks
Watching you look at me
In the rear view
I will tell myself.

That maybe this is the fate
Of a wildflower and a Vase.

Too many cliches
Hyperbole and reality got mixed up
Where is peace and calm?
With all people and things lost
Why can't we get found?
There is so much more for all of us
Do we still have time to get it right with all the wrong surrounding us?
C@rainbowchaser2023

I want to live in a world,
where I can smile,
I want to live in a world,
where I can cry,

I want to live in a world where,
when I cry, there are people,
there out are people that see me crying,
and these people that see me crying,
they come and hug me,
and I hug them back when I am crying,
they come and hug me,
with all their heart.

This is the world
I want to live in.

I want to live in a world where,
when I smile, there are people,
there out are people that see me smiling,
and these people that see me smiling,
they give me their own smile,
and we smile together,
and we together laugh,
from all our heart,
we together cheer up.

This is the world
I want to live in.

All, are from
one big stem
of a giant root
and our leaves
and flowers are
different, some
they photosynthesises
others chemosynthesises

The words I didn’t say
But in silence I pray