I notice people connect with simple poems
Like the simplest of feelings expressed in poems

Not the complicated vocabulary type of poems
Or the overly tragic/happy poems

Just the simplest words written in poems
Are the most memorable type of poems

“Knock!knock!” the sound came
The door opened very slowly

“Hi heart how is your pain?”
“Worst..” he replied coldly

The room was pitch black
As the empty hallow filled

“Well don’t be so sad”
“You just need to be held”

There were cracks in the ceiling
And dust that filled the chimney

“I know it’s hard to let go of the feeling”
“But then you will heal quickly ”

The heart started to shake
“But what if there was still hope!”

“Heart, you need to let go for your own sake”
“You need to move on and cope”

A moment of silence went by
I knew heart was doubting

I then sat and let out a sigh
“if it is written for you, it will come for you, even if the mountains were shouting and the world was drowning”

“you think so..” the heart said
As the lights started to begin

“I know so” I nodded my head
And that’s when the heart lived again

Some men are cruel
Some men are mad

Some men are fools
Some men are bad

Some men are kind
Some men are wrong

Some men are blind
Some men are strong

Some men are cold
Some men are grateful

Some men are gold
Some men are unfaithful

Some men are insecure
Some men are lovely

Some men are mature
Some men are bubbly

Some men might have a heart of ash
But not all men are a piece of trash

Sliding down the edge of the moon
Touching the glowing river of stars
Crystal clear clouds in the mid of June
While dandelions spark and sing on Mars

What should I write next
After endless of hours thinking
And making a long list
I look at my paper sinking
I have already described it all
Every emotion
Every feeling
Every fall
I sit there wondering in my thought
Realizing the dark space in my head
There are words that I have fought
Words that will never be said
I feel embarrassed almost ashamed
Of writing these sentences on paper
I know I am no where to be blamed
For the heart circus maker
I am scared of being judged
By a sprit
By a friend
Or a person I loved
Yet I still want to let this burden out
You can say I want to be free of it
And **** every single doubt
But I surrender and at the end I quit
God please give me the patience
You don’t give someone something he can’t take
Everyday is full of emptiness and hesitation
Holding myself together so I don’t break
At the end of the day I know the words are true
I
Love
You

When the clouds turn crystal white
A whisper of silence comes to sight

By a cold wind sneaking through the trees
And a crystal flake kissing the leaves

As the pouring rain turns to a wonder
And the white streets become longer

A view that looks like a dream
It’s true, winter has come indeed