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When the world appears in shades of gray,  
Spread joy in every possible way.  
A kind word, perhaps a smile,  
Can make a heart dance for a while.

Our spirits shine through simple acts,  
A loving touch, a friendly pact.  
Make the world your cherished friend,  
Share laughter, and a helping hand.

With open hearts and open minds,  
Let’s embrace all the goodness we find.  
In every moment, large and small,  
Spreading joy lifts us all.
How can the world say
That your heart isnt for me?
I feel your love every morning
I'm resting my head on this faith
And I bet my life on your grace
I think I’ll write
another poem
&
name it after you
use words that still confuse me
& then
use them like they’re glue
throw lids on my good mornings
all misread and reused
pretend every day is Sunday
sleep in &
come to
I’m
driving myself crazy
play the same songs
and peruse
the head I use to love you &
the bones inside me too
I will not rush it like tomorrow
won’t try to
burn a tiny wick
still I just
fall asleep to you
writing a poem like
a wish
Believe it or not -

I gather you do.

I’m fueling, a growing fire

which burns bright
and gold.

Since my shy heart,

loves beauty

for it, is all of you.

A glowing sun,

playful and greedy,

as I.
P. Written in 2025.
I woke up early that day
but once I peeled open my eyes
realisation clouded them
as reality blinded me,

I fell asleep that day
despiration pulling me away
from the atrocities of the waking world
as I lay in bed crying and wailing,

A bit of me died with you that day
as my heart did fall apart
solemn and invisible
but I still feel you now
and know you never left
because I woke up early that day
to spend more time with you.
You remind me of the moon

Calm and collecting

Mesmerising whilst reflecting

Yet I plead you not to swoon

You look at my face

Like I give you the stars

While you cherish my scars

With every single trace

With every pencils brush

You make me flush

Your eyes they shine

Alone in mine
you called her baby,
once honey
sometimes it’s coldness,
she was always clueless
for c
does he like me too?
or was it all courtesy?
for the sake of not hurting me
and not showing me harsh reality
for my suki na hito
it was our very first meeting
but i already imagined,
how we’ll be cuddling
in years we won’t be counting
for himaru (suki na hito)
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