I'm in love with the girl next door
she is pretty
My heart keeps falling for her
Even when l don't know her name
I can't describe these
feelings
A crush
An infatuation
At least it is not a hallucination
I'm in love with the girl next door
Today,she said hi to me
It was a golden moment for me
As l absorbed melodies from
her voice.
At least l now know her name
And will write my story
starting with her.

Days have passed by without a whisper
from your voice
I have searched and waited for your call
As i thought and thought on an empty bed
Hoping to meet in my dream
The reminiscence of your smile is all that is left
I only hope to make it in time before all that is
seizes to exist
In a world of two, where you and i belong

Lord here I'm take my heart and have it all
Steadfast and lead me to the way of hope
At Your feet I worship.
With expectations I come into your house singing hallelujah
Author of salvation all I need is You Lord
In praise I lay at Your feet with complete love and joy
What an amazing love manifested at the cross keeper of my heart

I've been searching for a place like home
But here I choose to stay for the undeniable truth
For the stars shine with every year as a song of praise
In the night it may seem dark but I will rise and stay at the Father's heart.

He walks the dark times alone
He never perfect despite his efforts.

Aroused by her beauty, I stand at a distance

When in thy darkest depths of sorrow's night
Thy hearing failed, and silence took its toll
Thy music, once a flame that shone so bright
Didst seem to fade, as darkness didst unfold

Yet still, thy spirit unbroken didst stride
And in thy heart, a symphony didst reside
The melodies, a raging fire that didst provide
A solace from the pain, that thou didst abide

And when thou didst compose, thy music's might
Didst conquer all, and brought thee back to light
Thy art, a triumph o'er adversity's darkest night
Didst shine, a beacon bright, that guided thee to flight

And thus, thy legacy lives on, a timeless sound
That echoes through eternity, and shall forever resound.

Abide in me oh Lord
Cause my soul to reawaken to Your beauty
That I may rejoice in who you are
Abide oh Lord that I may see beyond this moment
Living in Your presence
Abide in me oh Lord that I may shine
Amongst men yet not as l
Oh You beloved abide in me that I may be sheltered under Your wings.

Is it what l am or what l've become that people despise me for the less interest
A boy who lives with brown hair as he wanders trying to find his way back home
A boy who tells his story through words written on a piece of paper
A boy who grew up without any friends but still moved forward
A boy who has nothing to hold on except the love of his family
A boy who lives to tell a story to those that listen to his message.

You're faithful, kind  and true 
Merciful and loving is what You are
a refuge for the lost and oppressed
The Lord of knowledge and power
Holy and righteous in nature 
Glory be to You  in every season

The water cries beneath the soil, where crystals and diamonds distance from the clouds crying for her lost child formed from her own  kind. the child craves for it's mother's love lost in her faded glance enticed by crystal and diamond tears in the back of her eyes.

Teach me how to love so l live by your will
Show me how to walk in the light so l can see
You cleanse all hearts that blow down by knee
Acknowledge your worth in my life I receive the spirit oh lord
Who reveals all truth
Saviour of all who does sit on the throne you love is kindness.

Is it worth the time to wait out in the open just to be disappointed
Or
To hold onto something for a little while
What's it like then, if I lay hold of love only to have a better view and not let go
In the end, I still find no joy
If only I stood by the edge and found hope
I wouldn't wait more with urge to pen down these thoughts but rather step out of the dark to have a glimpse of light that comes with this valuable tressure
Mystery though one I wish to explore

I have been on the ocean side
And  seen the another  day go by
With nothing but the cold breeze blowing by
I have wished and prayed for better but no one seemed to reply
My heart had been racing hoping at least to say goodbye
To you my true love that seemed too shy to look my way
Oh poor me seeming to scared to loose you again to another day.

Wonders of how
l could have your love
in my grip
like a hawk with a
worm
like a thief in the night
for l'm shy with the
lights
to chase after you in the
streets
not minding the embarassment
Iong as it gets me
and you in the end
words being spoken
good and bad
how long do we have
to prend not to share
this feeling
yet my picture is right on
the wall at your place next
to your head each time you
sleep
time could rob us the
chance
l do't want to lose you
l could sell off all that l
had to show how far l'm
willing to go when it comes
to you
lt is 4 of the 5 minutes left
still don't know
if your love is worth.

I woke up in a dark place
could see no light each path
I took
Like l was on my own again
or maybe the world had ended
And it was only me left
My adrenaline levels Started rising,l thought living my solitary life
maybe l would make it though
I was wrong
The further l got lost in the darkness, the more frightened l got.
I guess l was caught up in a dome
That had been kept far from the
shine of the moon or the sun
maybe a test for my bravery
I took out a lighter to
put the light on.
some how l felt less alone.
The darkness no longer scarced me ,as l kept looking at the lighter
A round of applouse from an audience
I couldn't see
It was just an audition
In the dark
Some how l got the role.

In the aftermath of love's decay
I'm left to gather shards of yesterday
Memories that once shone bright and true
Now refract into a thousand points of pain anew

A careless touch can shatter the calm
And send the pieces of my heart into alarm
The echoes of what  was still linger on
A bittersweet reminder of love that's gone

In the silence, I hear the sound
Of fragments falling, like tears unbound
A heart that's broken, like the morning dew
A love that's lost, and all that's left to do

Is to sweep up the pieces, one by one
And hope that someday, the light will be won
A light that's fractured, but not yet gone
A love that's broken, but still lives on.

He is troubled indeed
For he wonders like lost sheep without direction

I walk with misery
I walk in the world but not of the world
I seek for guidance and no one cares enough
I live in this horror of time
Days pass and a new theme is put
I have been pushed away by my closet friends because l don't engage in their decieful thoughts
I have been driven to the edges of this world that l stamp my feet on
I'm no better than the unborn child  who hasn't seen the suffering out of it's mother's wormb
I step and spit on the very land l was moulded from
I don't fit in this  worthless world  because I'm not of this world.

Your words, a gentle breeze that soothed my soul
Promises of forever, that made my heart whole
But like a summer's storm, your truth began to fade
Leaving me shattered, with a love that's been betrayed

In the mirror's gaze, a reflection stares
A fool who believed, in the love that you shared
The memories we made, now tainted with deceit
A heart that's broken, by the love lies you repeat

Your touch, a flame that burned with passion's fire
But behind your eyes, a secret desire
To manipulate and control, with every whispered lie
A heart that's manipulated, until it says goodbye

Yet, even in the ashes, a lesson can be found
To trust my instincts, and never again be bound
By the chains of love lies, that seek to deceive and harm
A heart that's wiser, and stronger, to love and to disarm.

A single nail, a fatal strike
The coffin creaks, the lid goes tight
A seal of fate, a destiny complete
The end of hope, the final defeat

The hammer falls, the sound echoes through
A death knell tolls, a dream dies anew
The weight of failure, the sting of pain
A heart once full, now empty, in vain

The nails of doubt, they pierced the heart
The nails of fear, they tore the soul apart
The nails of regret, they hammered home
The final blow, the last goodbye, alone....
5.02.2025

What's with you and  that
smile?
How hard can l try to get a spot in your life?
what is it about you that keeps me chasing and guessing?
Is it  the way you talk or walk ? that my heart skips a little bit?
how awkward did it get when I said hi?
what time is it so that I can hug you for the very, first time?
what's with moods that cry under the veil of an exquisite lady like you?

Like stars burn in the sky,                                  
A heart pounds to love even when broken.
Sigh of  breath that choose to stay in an art of a domicile            
that holds memories lost in ages, Beauty and perfection that chase after the wind joins two kinds of people,                    
That's me and you.

I planted seeds of love in your eyes,
Tended the garden, with a lover's sighs.
I nurtured every bloom, every tender shoot,
But now the garden's overgrown, and I'm lost in its fruit.

The vines of passion, once so carefully pruned,
Now choke the beauty, that our love had tuned.
The flowers of hope, that bloomed in every place,
Now wither, like my heart, in this desolate space.

I watered the soil, with tears of devotion,
But the garden's grown wild, and my love's in motion.
It's a jungle of what-ifs, a tangle of pain,
A beauty that's lost, like the love that remains.

In this garden overgrown, I'm searching for a way,
To prune the heartache, to clear the path each day.
But the more I tend, the more it seems to grow,
This garden of love, that I nurtured, and now can't let go....

27.02.2025

Blind as a bat
Fast as a cheetah
Flightless as an ostrich
Killer as a pandemic.

The words that never flowed from my pen
The rhymes that never danced upon my tongue
The verses that never sang with sweet refrain
The poet that I never was, forever young

In secret, I would scribble lines of fire
But fear and doubt would soon my dreams conspire
Against the page, my words would lose their might
And I, a silent poet, lost in endless night

Yet still, the muse would whisper in my ear
Of all the poems I would never write, the tears
I'd cry for all the verses left unspoken
The poet that I never was, my heart still broken

But even now, in dreams, I see myself anew
A poet, wild and free, with words that shine like dew
And though I never was, perhaps in some other life
I'll find the words to say, the poet that I'll be, in strife

In the mirror's silvered light, I see
A love that's not there, a fantasy
A reflection of what I want to be
A dream that's born of longing, not reality

Your eyes, a canvas of deceit
A masterpiece of manipulation, so sweet
Your words, a gentle breeze that soothes my soul
But behind the façade, a heart that's cold

I'm lost in the labyrinth of my mind
A maze of make-believe, where love's left behind
I'm chasing the shadows, the ghosts of our past
A love that never was, a love that won't last

Yet still I hold on, to the hope in my heart
A delusional love, that refuses to depart
A love that's born of dreams, of fantasies and fears
A love that's not real, but one that brings me tears.

Moonlight weeps upon my face,

A lonely serenade, a sorrowful pace.

The stars above, a distant hum,

A reminder of the emptiness that's come.

Memories of joy, now faded gray,

Echoes of laughter, lost in yesterday.

The fire that once burned, a warm and golden light,

Now reduced to embers, a dying, flickering sight.

In this dark and silent night,

I search for solace, a guiding light.

But like a ghost, it vanishes from sight,

Leaving me with nothing, but this endless, hollow night.

Tears fall like the rain,

A melancholy refrain.

For in the shadows, I am lost and alone,

Forever searching, for a home...

In whispers of what could've been,

        I'm haunted by the ghost of you within.

        A bittersweet reminder of love's refrain,

        Echoes of memories that bring only pain.

        If only I had never seen your face,

        Perhaps my heart would still be in its place.

        But fate, it seemed, had other plans that day,

        And led me down a path where love would stray.

        Now, in the shadows of what we used to be,

        I'm left to ponder on the what-ifs of you and me.

        The fire that once burned bright with hope and desire,

        Has faded to embers, leaving only a hollow, gnawing fire.

        Oh, the cruel irony of love's design,

        To bring us joy, only to leave us with this hollow, aching mind.

        For in the end, it's not the love we had that hurts,

        But the memories of what could've been, the love that we deserved.

In the shadows of silence, you weave your spell,

A tapestry of words, intricate and swell.

Though few may find them, your lines still shine,

A constellation of thought, divine

Your poetry is a lantern, lit in the night,

Guiding those who stumble, through the dark of life.

Though unread, your words still hold their gentle might,

A soothing balm for souls, lost in the fight.

In the secret chambers of your heart, you write,

A symphony of emotions, a dance of light.

Your pen is a wand, conjuring worlds unseen,

A magic that transforms, and makes the heart serene.

So let your words flow, like a river's stream,

And trust that they will find, their way to a dream.

For in the act of writing, you are free and clear,

A poet, unread, yet full of hope and cheer

The ink was blood, the page was bone,
She wrote her tale by grave alone.
No stars above, no breath of breeze—
Just whispers crawling through the trees.

The house stood crooked, lost in time,
Its halls were thick with ash and grime.
Each mirror cracked with silent screams,
Each room a vault of shattered dreams.

He loved her once in days now dead,
Before the curse, before he bled.
She wore her grief like silken lace,
And stitched his name across her face.

The tale she wrote could never end—
For death, she said, is not the end.
He walks with her in veil and frost,
A phantom bound to all she lost.

The final line she dared not write—
It waits, it breathes, it dreams at night.
And if you read this far, take care…
The tale still watches from the stair.

4.4.2025

She stands where sea and sorrow meet,
Barefoot on windswept, splintered boards,
Her father’s cap held soft and sweet,
A lifeline in her silent cords.

Each evening’s glow, a dying flame,
That once would kindle storms of hope—
Now waning embers whisper his name
Across the vast, unending scope.

Her ribbons fray with every tide,
Blue for sky, and yellow for dreams,
Red for the grief she cannot hide,
All drifting off in moonlit streams.

She breathes the salt, its stinging truth,
That love can leave without goodbye;
Her childhood bleeds into lost youth,
As gulls wheel tears across the sky.

When dawn arrives, the cap remains
A hollow crown of memory.
And she, with hollowed, aching veins,
Walks home alone, adrift at sea.

A canvas once painted with vibrant hues
Now faded, worn, and torn in two
The brushstrokes of memory still linger on
A bittersweet reminder of what's been undone

A tree that stood tall, its branches wide
Now withered, bare, and shattered inside
Its roots still clinging to the earth below
A testament to love that refused to let go

A river that flowed with gentle, loving streams
Now reduced to trickles, mere echoes of dreams
Its waters still whispering secrets to the shore
A reminder of love that was, and what's been lost forevermore

A flame that burned bright, its warmth and light
Now reduced to embers, a dying, fading sight
Its ashes still holding the memories of the past
A bittersweet reminder of love that will forever last.

Under the silvered light, I stand alone
A figure etched, against the moon's pale throne
The night air whispers secrets, in my ear
Of dreams and longing, of love and fear

My heart, a canvas, painted with the hues
Of memories and moments, forever imbued
The moon's gentle beams, illuminate the past
And in its light, I see the love that will forever last

In this quiet hour, I search for answers deep
For the mysteries of the heart, and the secrets we keep
The moon above, a witness to my soul
Listens as I whisper, my deepest hopes and goals

In the stillness, I find a peace that's true
A sense of calm, that only the night can do
The moon's soft light, a balm to my heart
A reminder that even in darkness, love will never depart.

28.01.2025

Is the cartography of the soul
Where shadows dance and darkness unfolds
It's is the language of the unseen
A whispered dialogue between the heart and the dream

Like an archaeologist of the inner world
It uncovers the artifacts of the unfurled
A tapestry of emotions, intricate and worn
A testament to the human condition, forever torn

Silence, poetry is the sound
Of the heartbeat, the pulse, the rhythm unbound
A symphony of contradictions, a harmony of pain
A celebration of the beauty that remains

Like a mystic, it seeks the unknown
A union with the divine, a oneness with the tone
Of the universe, a vibration that echoes through eternity
A whispered promise of transcendence, a glimpse of infinity