If lonely was a person
It would hold my hand
As I briskly walk through each aching day
Waiting for the next and the next
As if tomorrow's were worth the wait.

If lonely was a person
It would tell me, hush!
Hush, because tomorrow's are worth the wait
Tomorrow's are in your faith
Of what you anticipate.

If lonely was a person
It would no longer stick around and wait
No, for lonely would unmask
The beauty of within
Lonely,  yes you
Tomorrow I shall meet you
And no longer be lonely, my dear.

I was told that I'm kind, until you get to close...
Hmmmm, is it that the one who got to close thought he could get the best of me?
Or maybe I was kind until my last inch of kindness could endure no more.
I gave my all in kindness,  that I know for sure.
Kindness now has boundaries, until you get too close.

When silence is all I need,
To breathe and unravel from the days burdens.
The silence helps me reconnect with who I am and who I need to be.
The silence is everything and everyone to me
The silence, who could you be tomorrow?

Time is not your friend
Yesterday you thought it was
But today, today it drifts by,
like a stranger walking shy
So live in every moment
Assert time to your whim,
For tomorrow it may break you at the brim

Why do rainy ☔  days make my heart drop
Why do rainy ☔ days make the beat stop
Its a kind of pill that dulls the mood
Suppresses the issues
And fills the room with gloom.

Oh rainy day, soon you will blow away
The sun ☀ will peak
And the gloomy room will bloom with praise

I wait anxiously for that warmth
For the heart to jump
And to never skip a beat,
Even if you do return, to rain another day.
So go rain, another day...

Hello Sunshine!

He called me sunshine
But only once did we meet
The silent friendship was so rare.

We drifted apart, through time and space
But only now, light years away,  did I forget he called me sunshine
Only now did I forget the birthday
Only now did  I forget u too, my sunshine ☀

The Words:
And to my surprise, it was said.
What was hidden within,  has escaped his breath.  
Was it a blunder?
Or was it made in hast, I wonder...?
Yet as it was said, my world stood still,
Soaking the essence of what might never be revealed in this capsule of time.
The words, it was said.
And the words, cannot be unsaid.