Poem

This ink, it runs. This paper is stained Tears run free as I’m stuck in a daze. I put this pen to paper, To write the words This voice can’t deliver. My heart is heavy With pain and despair. Can’t breathe. I’m fighting for air. My mind is spinning At …

Dear friend, let me say something on this special day Though we are far apart, You’ll be always in my heart. I cherish those moments, our silly fights and funny talks and how we grew together, stayed united in grief and laughter. May your face always light up with glee. …

Breathe in the fresh air, Put your mind at ease. Let down your hair, Let it flow in the breeze. Let your eyes wander To all the beauty to be seen. If those toxic thoughts you still do ponder, Then let out a scream. Scream until the pain is gone, …

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for …

Love can’t be described. It has no shape, it has no form. Love is not an object. Love does not conform. Love enters our lives The moment we are born. From the cradle to the grave, Love’s in everyone. Love burns like a candle That sometimes flickers but never dies. …

I remember the day we met. Too young to see the danger. I didn’t know the devil you were, That you’d fill me with so much anger. At first you gave me comfort, Numbed me from the pain, But the light you gave me faded, Brought blackness to my veins. …

Do your secrets rip and roar? do they tear at you with open claws? do your secrets dig down deep? do the make you want to speak? and also sometimes make you weep? why’d I do it in the first place when I knew it was along? I wonder how …

There’re many women I have met And loved throughout my years. Some provided joy I’d get, But most provided tears. There were those in fancy clothes Who’d show me their affections. Less fancy dressers then arose And showed me new directions. But all would leave, I’m not sure why, For …

Afraid to love Afraid to hold All the stories untold Why am I afraid Of loving Afraid of being broken It’s so easy to take my heart and throw it away I will stay silent The only sound you will hear Is the shatter of my tear The dropping of …

From the moment our eyes met, My soul could never forget. You handed me your number on a scrap piece of paper And walked away with my heart. Who would have known That would be the start? The start of an on-going journey of you and me. Time passed, lives …