Author: 10070570

Falling into your smile
Is the feeling I want
When I saw your smile
Seeing you happy made me happy
You should smile all of the time
I’m sorry this is just the first time
I’ve experienced falling into
Someone’s smile
I felt the difference between your smile
And others smile.
Yours is so gorgeous that it made me
Fall into your smile
Your smile always made me
Come back to life
When it feels like it will die
Your smile is my hearts savior
When my heart is sad
Seeing you smile boosted my heart every time
I just can’t say that your smile
Is just so gorgeous
I just don’t have the courage
To say it to you but this
Spoken poetry of mine is
To keep that beautiful smile of yours
And to never frown
I am always overthinking
When I see your smile
There’s just three words Everytime
I see you smile
When you are with me
I just want to tell you
This all of the time
I Love You.

Maybe in some wetlands
we were otters holding hands
never drifting away at sea.

People distanced but so close
between 2 boundless planes of land,
Because when we’re far
we’re never quite out of reach.

In places, I never knew
serotonin bleeds from my glands
and in every new sun
I remember waking up to one with you.

Every turquoise eyed
silky haired girl
I remember the curls around your face,
your flower petals
when you laughed.

I would stare and daydream
about what it would be like
to be you
when the thought of being me
was a nightmare.

And just like that, we’re through
and I know I’ll never need
to make it up to you.
Because your cries
spread like fire
through my askew mind.
Because we are magnets
a positive and a negative,
Both fighting
our own impenetrable battles
while brawling in an unwinnable war.
Because the solitude your dejection gives me
is too shameful for me to bear
hence it hurts more to see you do so.
I can see in your eyes
The irony of your loneliness
that every part of your body is experiencing it together.
And as the water
rolls over me like honey
and suds of soap
a spindrift mousse
I know that we are over
And I might-,
And I will not make it up to you.

I’m lost
I don’t know where I am
I don’t think I ever knew where I was
I’m lost in my mind
I’m slowly losing it

I lost myself
In the maze of my mind

A mind broken into pieces
Just like my heart
Pieces I tried to glue back together
Hoping that the glue will erase the scars
I drew on myself

Wishing the glue can
Hold the pieces back together
At least until my fear is gone

But the fear is always here

I fear the world
And
I fear my own mind

I lie down at the dawn of night,
And let my eyes fade.
I hear many whispers through the nights,
Victories the Light says She made.
I wish to not listen,
Pride is no better than Greed.
I wish to not let in, every prayer that contained Her sins.
As ravens start to sing,
The darkness finds what He fights for,
“He wishes to knock, at what we mortals call Death’s Door.”

Finally, the silence cracks its final laugh.
I swear above my eyelids, the world bore black.
Nothing was heard, for sound is something the world once lacked.
And I was lost on my verdict.
And as if Light made Her final blow,
The sun began to rise,
I rose from the nightmares from below
And let the Light foster my eyes.

One life follow by
Another one unanswered
Wish that I would have cried
Wolf when I saw that lamb slaughter

Flowers bloom in may
And die next day
You held my heart today
And tomorrow you’ll break it
Tomorrow you’ll break it..

Screaming at the clock,
Running out of luck
Three chances to let go
Seems like my time going too
One person to paint a must
Never Ending
Never Stopping
I feel like I’m going to lose

I just want to live like you
Love like you
Do everything that you do

Have you ever felt living something real?

“I know you’re not the type to cry–” Drip. “So, I doubt I need to tell you not to.” Drop. “I’ve been spiraling through so many emotions and I’ve finally been able—” Drip. “To differ between the drives.”

Pencils are hard
When I use them in the yard.
Pencils are long
Like King Kong.
Some are short
Like the port.
Some are big
Like some pigs.

I dream a world where no one’s stomach is empty
Where the streets are clean and the oceans are clear and blue.

I dream a world where every child is loved and cared for
Where no one will be judged because of their culture or race.

A world I dream where people accept differences
Where no one gossips.

Where everyone has a loving home to live in,
And people can grow up to be whatever they want,

Where everyone is treated with kindness and respect.
Of such I dream, my world!