I don't want to paint you..
They might fail to resurrect you.
You won't understand the type
Of hardship I am going
Through...
Even if you felt the pain too.
I have a  touching background..
But!
I won't talk about it until I get
The courage to say..
"I am good now!"
I always call and check up
On them..
Though I know that
There's nothing that I can do.
I do not have enough gastric juice
To help me digest everything here..
My Lord...
Help me!
I don't want to exhale smoke from
My nostrils But the Stainless Steel
pipes...

Buven ThePoet

I know that happiness
comes first
But if it doesn't fill your
tummy then I think you
are just wasting your time
You want to have a good life
but you don't want to get your
hands *****
Everybody hates a bad odour
You will always sleep thirsty
We don't just pray
We get up and try again
the next day
The world won't hear you
until you say something with
great confidence
Build yourself
and choose your own bricks

I touched your smooth skin
and felt the scars inside
You no longer talk about it
because they wipe off your
tears with a sharp razor
May I not die before
I see you smile
Let me auscultate your heart
I know that there was
something beautiful here
Whoever stole it
Please bury that name  
Allow you and I to create
a new one
I don't expect you to give me
a complete smile
I just need the authority to go
for an extra mile

I want to do what is right.
I am living in the dark..
I need a bright light.
I am suffocating!
May somebody please take off
The plastic on my face..
Please don't push me to talk..
My tongue is dry...
I have been praying all night.
I can't walk..
Please pick me up and tell me
That everything Will be alright..
I need a new compass.
My taste buds are off to bed..
Everything just taste bad
To me.
They have been stepping on my toes..
Let me take off these bandages..
Wait
No!
I need no revenge..
I just want to make it
And hit a great toast..

Buven ThePoet

I have a lot of questions..
But I just keep it zipped
Because I always get the wrong
Answers..
If this is a trial..
They might have mistakenly doubled
The duration..
I have burnt my old diary to ashes..
But I just keep on writing
The same notes on the new one.
They say that..
Time heals
Unfortunately they don't have batteries
That would fit in my watch...
My knees are as hard as concrete.
Sometimes..
I run out of words and Just repeat myself..
I wish there was a rocket to get there.
I wouldn't waste too much of my energy with the receptionist...
I would run straight to him..

Buven ThePoet

I was part of the buildings
All dusty and stinky!
Nobody ever replied to my greetings
Every object on the ground
was a suitable material
to create a temporary bed at night..
The intake of toxic liquids was not
by choice..
There was a lot that medication could
not flush.
I wanted to talk but my appearance
caused threats..
They all kicked me out
I bumped into a sad story one day
As I was introducing the newspaper
into my lungs..
I said to myself
"Buddy! If you don't put the cologne
on and look after your tummy..nobody
will cry on your last day"
I won't peacefully sleep all night
until I proudly say...
'This is mine'

I need your presence..
Don't cry when I cry.
I am not an infant
But I need a shoulder to
Cry on...
May you hold this candle
For me until dawn..
I need you trust me and believe
In what you don't see...
I am living In a different World
Please hold my hand..
This vision is too hard to explain.
I know your stomach hurts..
So is mine.
Let's do this together and prove
Your real love to me now
On these withered leaves..
Every soul that will introduce
Itself when the leaves are
favoured by the new environment..
They will be considered as
Acquaintances..

Buven ThePoet

I don't know
who I am now
But I enjoy this unknown path
I was all nice and simple before
Everybody hates it when
I say it as it is
I was digging myself a deep hole
by faking a smile with torn lips
I don't think that I am rude
I just have a bad ****** expression
Especially when one hides a devil
inside and act all pure
outside the box
I have to take care of what
I value most
But what is real won't be shaken
No matter how strong the cyclone is
I always change my story
Because there are good predictors
out there
Ready to find a weakness and destroy
with great profession

●○Buven ThePoet●○

The time will come.
For you to cut off
The umbilical cord...
The bond will die
And resurrect..
One way or another
Independence has to be engaged.
I know how it feels to always
Think about your offspring
Before you fill your Own tummy up..
I have seen the scars and spears
On your back...
Thank you for being my Shield.
It is time I stepped on the coals
And thorns that you have been
Protecting me from all these years.
I was too young to understand your riddles...
Now I know how to match the puzzles..

Buven ThePoet

We just met
But I already feel what I should
have felt a long time ago..
The World needs to know not
As long as I am happy.
I am more committed to grooming
what I have just received..
Unforced love!
If there's something to tell
The smoke will choke everyone
I would rather fly and land wherever
the wind would take me
Than to sit down and listen to
'Everything will be alright'
That has grown grey hair..
What's the use of dying in misery
whereas the World has a lot of options?
I only pay attention to good news..

She sang the song twice..
I couldn't even say 'Nice'
I was a bit hypnotized
Something was glowing in
Her eyes...
All the words she uttered
Were valid...
Hits different!
I took my time and listened
To her easing voice..
And I was like
Oh yeah!
This is a raw medication
For the whole year..
She always start the conversation
With what I do best..
Positive!
I thought I was a loser
Until she introduced me to the
Other better side of Life..
Hallelujah

Buven ThePoet

Don't hide your stretch marks
You are doing just fine..
It is oily
But I find it more attractive..
Raw as it is!
Put no dust on it..
What's in your heart?
Let me listen to your pulse..
Wow!
I am so proud..
You won't let me down..
I have no doubt.
Let me note this down.
I thought I would be
In this hole forever..
Thank You for pushing
In the ladder..
I can feel the difference..
I promise I won't keep any distance..

Buven ThePoet

I lost some of my friends
Because you wanted my
undivided attention
You always hitchhike when
love brings its bitter test
You don't mind the type of
transport
Breeze knocks when you
are not around
You only get hurt when someone
gives me some glow
When you have the authority
to do everything here
You don't avail yourself
You enjoy seeing me behind
your back with your side mirror
You don't need me inside
Your word of pain won't matter
If I decide to bury your picture in
my heart

●○Buven ThePoet●○

I saw the beautiful butterflies
on top of the flowers..
Aesthetic!
Your eye-catching dress hovered
all the disturbing bugs
I got stuck in the mud trying
to reach you
The walk way was full of alien plants
My heart has that north pole
Of your South magnet
I doubted everything and blamed
myself for falling in too much at first
But the alarm rang
And I remembered that I need to
lock up vows with the person I adore
It was worth waiting
They say that I no longer care about
their feelings
Well...
You're the only one I need to love
And prove myself to,if that's how
I should put it.

Allow me to treat your heart
Right..
I need you to call and tell them
That You alright!
I have no eight pistons
I would give you a ride..
Your privacy and safety
Comes first...
I would walk with you during
The night..
But I have no xenon light..
Worry not..
That's just for now..
Enough with the flood!
Stop dehydrating yourself...
Even if you were wrong
But you deserve no such pain..
You wouldn't have shown them
Your other bitter side..
If they valued your presence..
Disconnect all those old corroded
Chains..
No Varnish!
We are connecting new ones..
You derseve better!

Buven ThePoet

I try my best to show you
how much I care
But you don't want me there
You take advantage of everything
I always feel bad when I see
them shaking you so terrible
Emotionally...
You only make a call when they
don't want to talk
It is hard to close the book of
You and I
Why are you so repulsive?
Do we really need to act happy with
other people whereas we are not?
Just to hurt each other?
We always find the wrong  address
when we look for love
The coordinates of my map highlights
your name
Let's drop down whatever that causes
the tension
And give each other what we deserve

I heard a lot of voices
changing gears
Unpleasant...
Choking gas!
You were the only one talking
They were just burning it,smoking!
Not really that I believe in love again
But you made a walk way
You found me
They always ask about the outcomes
Of something that they hate
draining their energy for
You encourage me to keep a close
eye to my savings
You chain yourself to my hard cases
You give life to all the words
That I have read in different books
I know that there are different
flavours out there..
But I am well satisfied here

●○Buven ThePoet●○