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A loved one once told me something
It took me a while to figure out
It wasn't a riddle or anything
I was just a child then,
Who only knew how to pout
;
I won't repeat the phrase
But I'll share what I have learned
Or at least what I think I have
;
You may have heard the age old saying:
"You only realize the worth of something after you've lost it"
The excitement of having something new in your life
Only lasts till the day you know it's not going to leave
;
But you think that it's not going to leave
For it has been with you for so long
For when it does leave, and it will someday
Don't expect to get it back with a heartbroken song
;
It is normal to not have a control over ourselves
Though I'm not saying that it's a good thing
You can't expect them to be only loyal to you
When you just call them a summer fling
;
You want what you want
But you must try to understand
That you won't always get what you want
;
I'm not saying giving up is the only option
But there are certain things
Over which time has run its course
And maturity lies
In understanding you can't get it by force
;
So give up on that endeavor
And choose a new passion
That can replace the negative energy
With a positive one
The hurt that you are feeling
On what you have lost
Can be directed to build your goals
But for that, you must prioritize at all costs
;
Try to get over the past
And as tough as it sounds
Try to work on your strengths
And never ignore those who stick around
;
When you've made a mistake
Have the courage to ask
For forgiveness from who you have hurt
Asking for forgiveness is the end of your task
Whether you truly mean it or not
Will only tell you
What kind of person you are
;
If you're lucky to get
A second or a third,
Or an umpteenth chance
Don't mess it up, please don't mess it up
;
And if you don't
Then maybe it's for the good
Or the bad
I really don't know
I'd give a biased answer
Because it would be on the experiences I have had
;
Stop taking things for granted
Be excited for what you love, as though it is new
You can't have everything in life, because
You can't have the cake and eat it too
-

Ebony
silhouettes
inked
by a dying sun,
portray
lovers embraced
in
the synergy of one.

Inseparable
dreams
slowly
morph into one …
subservient
to the
whims
of the compliant
heart’s
drum.

And
azure pools reflect
a
tie-dyed denim sky,
as
enchanted dreamers
seal
their love with a kiss nearby.

Twinkling
stars confetti
the
emptiness of space.
And
as darkness descends,
shadows
swallow all of the light’s trace.

Reality
pauses …
as
time seems to stand so still
to
the depths of their very souls,
motionless
they swim.

There is such a place, you know--
one that transcends time and space
and visions of what you're supposed to resemble,
and the limits placed by the digits
of your mortal age.

I can feel the presence of it
in my bones,
where the sky is never ending and liberated
and the sun and moon
can openly converse and love and exist,
without the rules of superiors
who like tragic love stories and twisted histories.

Whatever you decide to do, whatever you decide to feel,
there are no restraints
to keep you from the prospects of flying,
or dreaming,
or embracing things that you had to
let go of in another existence.

There is no fear, confusion, or awkwardness,
no doubts of not belonging,
of not deserving to exist in such a place
where your soul can be pure,
and being able to thrive
without having to try so hard
anymore.

You don't have to try anymore to
be a good person,
because you are one.
You don't have to struggle to hold on to yourself,
you don't have to feign ignorance
or enlightenment.

You can breathe and smile openly,
and every smile is so breathtakingly beautiful that
you glow and transcend above all heavens
and insecurities.

The ground is soft and supportive,
giving way to your feet, that no longer
feel so tired and heavy from having to labor to live,
or from constantly running away
from demons and voices
that tear at your conscience and soul.

No, you can now feel as light as air itself,
soft feet running on sunkissed clouds that
formed from tears of happiness.

When it rains,
you don't have to take cover
for it has already washed away all your sorrows and guilts,
guilts in the forms of hot, suppressed tears
in the failures of your lost ambitions
and stolen discoveries,
guilt from turning away, even when someone
asked you for help.

You can forever venture out here,
to unknown, misty, thriving islands and majestic palaces
far away,
you can do things you never got to do,
for you don't have to pretend
to be someone you aren't.

You don't have to live each day questioning
every single telltale of life.

You don't have to wonder anymore
about why the world can be
such a cruel place,
no matter how many rays of hope
reach into the darkness.

You don't have to wonder anymore,
because here
such misery does not exist,
and the ruins of a good soul
dance as a renewed, enlightened being again.

Above all,
you don't have to live someone else's life
because here, you find yourself
over and over
and over again.