Haha that song, although premature,
Was surprisingly accurate.
We don't talk anymore and we won't ever again.
Should i be feeling what I'm feeling?
Meh
I guess its all for the better.
You'll find someone better.
I'll find something.
But as tide comes and goes,
It had been fun.
Thank you.

May this writing reach you, who deserves her more
I trust that you will cherish her with every breath
And love her with a love that doesn't end at death.
I wish nothing but happiness between the two of you
I hope your love forever remains stronger than mine
Keeping both hearts in tandem from the baseline.
I hope you take care of her and make her happy
Beyond any happiness that any human could find.
I hope you cherish and love her every hour
And feed her a love that blooms like a flower.


-From he, who needed to forget.

What if my connection with God
Is nothing but just a facade?
Do I forget my prayers for help
Or do I learn to find answers myself?
I've made many different mistakes
And I hold myself for the blame.

God; maybe I can't be helped
But let's hide it between books
Volumes of volumes on a shelf
Just so I don't have to remember.

I let the greatest things go
Trying to chase the wrong things
I wonder if I can learn to forgive myself
When the inevitable bell rings.

Until something comes along, something surreal.
Then you realise all darkness rises and the pain will never heal.
You learn to embrace the wounds and scars,
sometime you put a little salt on it, or drink yourself blind at bars
but it’ll never be the same once the darkness rises
full of its little twist, little games and sick surprises
you have been part of the underlying problem, a part of society
you swear you won’t break, you won’t fall and you’ll stand straight in its entirety
but in the end , crawling on the ground, screaming inaudibly for help
that never arrives.

I don't lay my life on the lips of a liar,
The melodic tune of a well strung lyre.
Easy to see, to hear, to touch not so easy to feel,
Resembling a fish caught on the line of a reel.
So cast your shells of hate across my soul,
Just know I will remain intact, whole.

Go and hide,
I'll get the shovel,
Where's your pride,
Why the scuffle?

The police are coming,
I said conceal yourself,
Stop your bumbling,
You need my help.

Police will find us,
If you don't vanish,
You have my trust,
Forget the anguish.

Behind the trees,
Don't make a noise,
Don't even sneeze,
Where's your boys?

GOD DAMM IT. THEY FOUND ME.

Guess I'll count to 20.

You guys go hide.

Seekers are cops

Hiders are robbers.

Welcome to a cross between cop seekers and robber hiders.

When I was a kid,
I had teeth like sharks,
Fangs like vampires,
Claws like a hawk,
Motivation like a cheetah after its prey,
Determination for death like a vulture.

When I grew older,
My teeth started getting replaced,
My fangs became dulled,
My claws became short nails,
And day by day my motivation grew dim,
Like a candle burning on its last drips
But my determination for death also subsided.
I became assimilated by humanity.
I became human.

And as being human I did what humans do,
Seek for beauty that exists in a dark night so blue.
I admired the stars,
I am a star gazer.

The sky is the limit,
Forget the beauty of the stars,
Forget the beauty from afar,
Forget the moon,
Forget that one giant leap for mankind,
ever happened.

The sky is the limit,
That's what they tell me.

When I was a kid, I loved to skip stones,
I loved watching them hop through water,
Until one tragically eventful day,
When I met a farmer and his daughter.

She had eyes that pierced my soul,
Brown hair ******* into a bun,
Her lips glistened from the lip gloss,
And her skin glowed in the sun.

When I was a kid, I wanted to marry her,
To put a ring that unites us together,
In what people call holy matrimony,
Not for a year but forever.

When I was an adult, I felt the same,
I held my heart in my hand for her,
But over time I was afraid,
That I wasn't the one she preferred.

When I was an adult, I began to notice,
That I never knew her when I was a kid,
I just felt as though she's been with me,
as though she's a bottle and I, a lid.

I never knew her when I was a kid,
Never a part of my childhood,
But if we were to be united now,
I would cry tears of joy where I stood.

Does heartbreak bring any tidings?
The way your ears echo from the goodbyes
The chest pain and tears it brings
And reminders that "I'm ok" as coated lies.

They say with every heartbreak, we grow
Rise up from the stem to blossom as a rose
But how can you grow with a chest so hollow
how can you grow when even rivers froze.

Mark twain once spoke of love and caution
"Never allow someone to be your priority
While allowing yourself to be their option"
The repercussion is a feeling of inferiority.

You would let a person break your heart
Yet still treasure dearly that same exact person
When you realise that it is time to part
The feeling of separation tends to worsen.

You would let the love you feel stay alive
When the sun becomes covered in spots of blue
You convince yourself to somehow survive
By the belief that letting go is love too.

Time heals all wounds no matter the size
The unseen love someone has been providing
Will lead to rivers unfrozen, shift lows to highs
So...does heartbreak bring any tidings?

In the blink of an eye,
One day its "us", the next its not,
This has gotten my heart in a knot.
Blinking eye stares into the sky
Wastefully wondering why.
The clouds form your face a lot,
And my heart feels like its been shot,
And its still beating awry.

Heart beats bleeding bruises,
For I fell for the perfect angel
And this heart is forever grateful
For letting it have what it chooses.
No matter how short lived
I thank you for what you gave, given, gived.

Tears leak out of tiny ducts,
When I see photos of you.
Great thing about the digital era,
Is that these photos don’t haunt my memories.
But the memories I have of you will never fade.
All the memories are coated in one particular shade,
Sadness.

Pitter! Patter! The sound of the teardrops;
pleading that the harsh tear stops.
She ripped it in two and a half...
million different pieces and parts.

The balloon like an orb as the sun shines,
connected by a string tied to my wrist,
severed by a calm tug.
The balloon drifted with the winds,
floated into the air; and with it...
came a realisation that I am no longer a child.

I am no longer a child...
She ripped it in two and a half...
million different pieces and parts
But there was no Pitter! There was no patter!
There was no sound of teardrops
and sometimes I wished I could learn to cry again.


___

I had let go of a balloon
And picked up a pen.

I do not love you as if to own you in chains,
I seek not to possess nor capture your heart,
I chose to love you with my being and heart,
No matter what that entails.

And if letting you go to the man you dream of,
Then I will always let loose the lines that connect
me to you.
Just to see you smile.
I wonder how many ways I can say I love you,
But now I wonder not
For I have found I need not show you my love
As I only want to see you happy.

I wish I had another chance to talk to you again.

Stupid how selfish and narrow minded I was back then.

Now you’re with someone I don’t know.

I wished I had a chance to put my love for show.

It’s not right for me to still be into you.

After all it’s been three months since we haven’t talked, or maybe two.

People change, personalities do too, but I really wish my feelings could as well.

Forgetting you and not being interested into you would be swell.

Please at least say goodbye or some closure

I can’t fight against the pressure.

I’m sorry

Don’t want you to worry

I’m going away

No other words to say

I want to write a poem
About a special person
How this special person
Made a frown transform
Made ice turn warm
And made my heart race
made my thoughts pace
diligently back and forth.

To say the least is that
I never deserve her
Nor her friendship
And in pensive
Thoughts
I wonder whether
She regrets being
Knowing a person
Who will never
be good enough
to deserve her
care.

Day by day I could feel your fingers start to release,
You're no longer as in love with me as you were,
I'm afraid one day our dreams and our reality halts,
When we'd both stand separately staring at the sea shore.

I feel it stronger everyday,
My love for you that is,
But I can feel you withdrawing,
And our hands became lonely.

Have you stopped loving me?
For I have never stopped loving you,
Or was this unrequited the whole time?

She sat there with a blindfold across her eyes,
He sat there with a blindfold across his eyes.
Across one another on a mahogany table,

He started to speak of his past and his fable.
'I love dogs and I love to look at the night sky'.

She spoke of things she couldn't afford to buy,
"I love to shop because it helps the economy,
But mostly it helps one person look pretty, me".

Without sight of her , he shared his false word,
'You look as pretty and beautiful as a pristine bird'.

The blindfolds lifted between the two,
And he did not look red or look blue,

Even if she had a burn scar across her face,
And he said 'You're as intriguing as space'.

She blushed and asked one question,
"Do you still think I'm beautiful?"

And so he spoke of his confession...
'Beauty is in the soul and yes you are beautiful'.

The night came to an end and he hesitantly reminded her,
'You can buy anything  to look pretty for you already are...pretty'

And with a grin and a smile across her scarred face she replied,
**"And no one with a heart as golden as yours"

A painting is chaos, and chaos is human;
But a painting of you, is a divine creation
I do not look for your face in photographs
Because unlike paintings, I know that,
A photograph is perfection in a moment
And you are perfection in an eternity.

Oh how many times I verged on insanity,
I wanted to send my hearts notice,
Everyday,
But I convinced myself that,
There won't be a reality where ,
You remotely still have feelings for me,
So my heart goes unheard,
And my voice slowly starts to shake,
For there is so much I wanted to tell you.

We'd smoke **** till we'd pronounce we'd as ****.
The smog clears up and what's left is what's right.

To look at the stars in the night,
Requires no skill just admiration,
For they show beauty in light,
To see the side that is bright,
And bask in all its great inspiration.

When I was a kid, Momma use to say-
Keep your head up high-
And sooner or letter I had better days-
Simply by giving life a little try.

I soon started smiling with tear filled eyes-
Grew stronger with every night-
Started to appreciate the blue in the skies-
and saw every morning as a new light.

I remember that one moment-
How I met my best friend-
And I don't know what it meant-
But that wasn't our end.

Life is beautiful-
If you look at it with blind eye-
And do things for you-
Rather than let your eyes run dry.

When you experienced everything and realise that life is only going to get worse. One moment you’re achieving, that is your hill and from there nothing ever peaks above that. You are never too young.When you sit, wait and cry about everything, and when you’ve tried alcohol to escape your own sanity, you are ready to suicide.

Well I was, but I wasn't

I say so much in words,
Yet when I stop speaking,
I no longer am heard,
So do I just stop seeking?

For words that paint me,
Or metaphors for medals,
That award the blue sea,
and my bicycles black pedals.

Similar simile sings,
Songs of the soul,
Coating hearts in bling,
and piecing parts to whole.

I was just getting to love myself the most
But then you stumbled into my life
And I no longer know whether
In the future I'll still love myself the most anymore.

The skies, they fell to the Earth
The air, stopped all the births,
Birds dropped to the grounds,
And life laid with dead hounds.

Flames lit the very fuse of time
Where greed found a dime
But her eyes had finally met mine
And we will always be forever alive....

When the world ended.

Two places connected together,
Poetry formed the bridge,
The mutual interest and mood setter,
A connection between two ridge.

I fell at your feet and formed a stepping stone,
In hopes that it was a foundation to love,
But now as i aimlessly wonder into my mind alone,
I realised separately we coloured the sky like a dove.

A waterfall connects the lake to the ocean,
As water flows and drowns anything in its way,
A torrential destruction known as emotion,
Has left me paralysed with nothing to say.

In the morning,
Let the sunrise guide your walk,
Let the bird chirps
Be the sound of your silence.

In the day,
Let the sun guide your path,
Let the car noises
Complete your comfort.

In the evening,
Let the sunset follow you home,
Let the whistles,
Reveal to you, warmth.

In the night,
Let the stars light your darkness,
Let the silence,
Finish your sentences.

My vision is twenty-twenty,
With my peripheral I see plenty.
My sight is completely appropriate,
If it is not perfect, it is appropriate.
....
Oh how I wish I had glasses,
So I could take them off in an instant,
Be a different identity,
Be a different me,
The way Clark Kent shifts to Superman,
I want to shift to someone else,
Anyone other than me.

Mimicing people who are ok,
Ostracising the heart,
Vowing to never bother the other person,
Imagining a life where you are ok
Never sleeping because demons lurk
Giving up hope of getting back together.

Openly admitting that you miss them
Never really did forget or stop missing them.

I don't think I will ever move on
But one day my emotions will be gone,
So when that day comes, I'll cherish memories,
As I pray to the gods that overlook the seas.
I won't ever be able to fully move on,
But its trying to is what counts right?
Maybe all in all I'll find a way to stop loving you,
But the chances of that are very slim.
But you've moved on....and all I can do
Is to wish you all the best.
And to let you know, he/she is lucky to have you.

To Bailey Martin
Let the blue skies know your worth
You are wonderful.

I remember your hair,
As it lit up the night,
I remember the sight.

I remember the morning after we'd fight,
Because we never made the wrongs right,
You'd face to the left and I to the right.

Back against back the next day,
Not a single word we could say,
To make anything go the right way.

I remember your heart made of clay,
The way your sight had stray,
And I could remember you walking away........

That day.

When I was a little boy,
Maybe about four years old,
I recall hearing the birds sing,
But not understanding the song.
The sombre overtone of the tunes,
Everything felt surreal at that moment.

I realised when I got older,
That the tune was my father's lullaby,
And with the last breath in his lungs,
He sang me asleep.

Now at night when the stars sung to me,
I knew that he is somewhere amongst them,
Creating a tune to help me pass the nights,
So I could see the bright light of tomorrows.

Teardrop paints the story of a beautiful soul
like masterpieces on canvas with a little bit missing,
in its presence a growing hole
Teardrops make people who they pretend to be
because as the ocean waves beat against rocks,
people see the scars deep within
before they see the beauty in the words unspoken

He sat on his throne,
            Never had he known,
That his perfect queen,
            Was part of the scene.

Tethered trusting ties,
            Eviscerating existing lies,
King and Queen united,
            And a burning love ignited.

The King looked into her soul,
            The Queen made the King feel whole,
So as wedding bands and marches start,
            The King has given the Queen his heart.

Golden bells sung of jubilation,
            As two lovers' tales sparked revelation,
That there is always love in the air,
            And sometimes love is in the heir.

Being wonderful is not a test of strength
It is a test of character and personality,
It's standing up in the face of tragedy
And proceeding on without halt.
It is not about giving out fault,
But more about accepting blame
Should you really have tarnished your name.

Don't ever let anyone dim your lights
Make sure you let it shine bright
Because with every candle flickering
Is a day we can all stop bickering
And see the real darkness
Is nothing but an utter mess
Created from those who are too weak
To think of themselves wonderful.

You light up my life
Keep minds from strife
You brightened my night
With luminous star light.
Your adorableness is warm
And I feel no need to conform.
You cured me from internal ache
Healed hearts from heartbreak
Left scars like tattoos across my mind
From you running through it all the time.

Don't leave anymore marks,
I don't know how deep I might fall
But then again I feel a spark
That just feels as natural as nature's call.

Leave as many mark as you want,
Because I know you will fix those mark
And make sure those marks won't
Hurt my soft and weak heart.

I trust you to not break me.
I trust you won't leave or flee
So leave as many marks with Cupid's bow
Are you ready? Steady? Get set. Go!.

Here the two eyes did fatefully collide
Though dwelled two souls they were one
And though she was not formally his bride
The battles only began; yet the war has been won.
But still arises new heights to the skies
Though he lost his life a myriad of years past
With warm and calculated lies
She convinced herself his breath was not the last

A million well threaded conspiracies
Yet no sunshine after a storm
And it always appears to be
There's a lingering undying warmth,
That no matter how many years it's been
for her it's ; forever twenty-sixteen