it’s something new at least, that is how i feel in these years that i have known you it cannot be explained how you have pressed me into your palm with love that gives no conditions i am hopeful i am joyful i am free it’s something new at least, that is what I know … More gold, so pure.
Broken wings, mine are Unable to lift off the ground Bruised from the jagged cliffs I’ve fallen upon With fear in my heart I glance upward Wishing to depart From the rough terrain I’ve landed near Clipped wings, mine are Unable to leave this land Numb from the harsh winds I’ve been surrounded by Yet, … More Clipped Wings
We run in circles And, it feels more like a game Where we can’t ever Find the finish line Will it ever relent? Because I can’t keep Running this pace We run in circles And, you don’t see the Tunnel by which We have become entrapped by Will it ever relent? Because I’m losing sleep … More We run in circles
I had to brake Slow down the speed At which I had been running by With its collision I realized I had to break Be emptied out Where there was nothing left For, only then With all that remained Your arms surrounded me And whispered Let go Darling, please let go Quit trying to do … More Breaking point.
this isn’t possible the ways in which the human heart breaks into fragmented pieces like broken glass after the unforeseeable has occurred like a nightmare the screams echo through the void only this time i don’t wake up from the fear for flesh and bone this nightmare is my reality this doesn’t feel possible as … More nightmare.
Underneath the stars And dancing lights We remain still Mesmerized by the Beauty of life Where time can Be stopped As our poems Float into the wind For what better thing Is there Than to laugh and play With one another Where it feels As though We have returned To the playground Of our childhood … More The playground of our childhood
