the simple things in life
lift my spirit

and the simple things in life
crush my spirit

a sweet word can mean so much to me
yet the happiness fades within days, hours, or even minutes

I wish I could invite joy into my heart
and make it stay.

A rainy day
A dead rose
That picture on the wall
My little sisters test
Hanging on the fridge
The project I used to stall
My Polaroid camera
A broken mug
My mom's excuse of fun
A walk outside
A kitty in my lap
The trophies I forgot I won
A forgotten poem
A silent scream
A whisper of the untold true
Little things
Little dreams
All ending with you

an army of men
ransacked into a ******
part existential cut
part juvenile clawing
to reach
into an empty bag
where coins resided
taste the metal it left on the lining
i wonder if it will lead back
to that ****** lip on the 4th of july
a firecracker brain
hot-headed ready to explode into the night sky
just to impress you
i could impress you

From the back of the line—
Well, second to the back—
I see her there;
She is beautiful:
Piercing blue eyes,
Wavy brunette,
Sharp, cute nose,
Striking chin;
She is beautiful
Like the other two she is with—
Yet with the melancholy in her jewel-eyes,
More so.

She is much prettier
Than your average third-wheel;
And yet there she stands,
Waving a dismissive hand
At the offer of her two friends—
A couple, hands all over each other;
It is difficult to tell
Whose hands are whose—
To pay for her coffee;
She pays for her own.

The wind is brushing my luscious locks
Sun shining bright in my eyes
Euphoria beaming from my face
I look happy and nice.

After the steady gaze I realize
Yet I was unable to leave the past behind

It is just a photograph
Of a family outing
But it feels so real to me
When those memories start shouting

I looked so fresh and beautiful
It was so evident and clearly visible

Not that I am unhappy today
But I think I was happier that day
On the beach with my swimsuit on
Forgotten whether it was dusk or dawn

How great it would be if life were a happy picture
No matter whether it is digital or on a piece of paper
Memories with him and memories with her
No fear of them getting blur

Every face tells a story
My story would’ve been the best
having the people I love around constantly
without caring what happens in the east or west

The smile and the lines surrounding
engraved on my face
The wrinkles under and around my eyes
I could forever embrace

I want to forever cherish the smile
Today, Tomorrow, for a very long while

It's funny how things happen
Always at the perfect moment
Whether you think it's perfect or not
Soon you see why that happened
And why that happened when it happened
You might hate that it happened
But it happened for reason
Just like the weather
And all of the seasons