She is simply in love
She found a jot to love
And loves it with all her might
I tell her he is not wholesome
She says nothing ever is
I yell “you deserve better”
She claims she knows and her heart surmises he is best
He is the best kind of worst
She awaits a single call
She is unshielded
She has weaknesses but conceals them all
Anticipates for him to love her so she may love her
She is a temple expecting visibility from it’s agnostics
Shattered is her soul
Yet she is ready to mount
Miles to receive a glimpse
Of the love she can’t stem
She is simply in love
For I’m not ready to be branded
Funny I still write
Yet words seem to have failed me the most.
I don’t know why I write
I fumble with words
It’s a pencil to the hand
Trying to join the click
But my soul declines.
I’m not free yet
I’m still in a riddle
So puzzled yet so figured
The irony of matters.
My soul is in too deep.
I don’t know how to exercise control
For I seek a companion.
I have met many I thought perfect
Left me in No second.
I walk a path I don’t know
With knowledge a summary or more.
Place a smile
Sunshine and roses
Whom do I call mine?
I am not understood
Neither can I understand.
But I take a chance
And I make a stand
Move forward to enhance
My incomplete master plan.
Friends & Family
Family members are said to be our closest friends
Our best shot
Ones best friend
Friends sooner or later become family
Seldom, though chances are present
Rain or shine, one would not dare compare the two
It seems very contemptuous to family
What is it about family that friendship lacks?
Is it that Family is there forever?
How many have been abandoned or have abandoned their own and only had friends to turn to?
Or maybe Family will always love you more?
Yet we all have that family member we hate so much yet we always fake a smile around them
Am sure you can relate them to the girl you hate so much in school.
Why is it that we Glorify something that can be so hateful at times and Degrade friendship which can be so priceless most times?
Family might not always support your choices and other times might not always be by your side.
But when friends do the same, it seems so easy for you to just drop them.
Why such cruelty?
They are not here to just applause when you go right but they are also here to correct you when you fail.
You seem to love their voices in time of Praise but Despise it in time of condemnation.
Why so much ingratitude?
The world points fingers
Point out her flaws and tell her to fix them, jinx them
They’re all pointing a finger not noticing that three are pointing back
They see the pebble in her eyes but can’t seem to notice the desert in theirs
No one knows her story
But they’re all gonna act like they worry
All life lessons forgotten,
All their humanity misbegotten
What was it again
If you got nothing positive to say, don’t say anything at all
But it seems like they’ve built a wall
And chose to remain with a nasty soul
So now who’s the one with the flaws
For they seem to love the applause
They get from piercing their claws
Because of the worlds stereotypic thoughts
And she forever sits and mourns
In her soul there forms pores
For its stabs her heart as it absorbs
Wishing for the day where she ignores
I write , I write
Trying To put my conceptualization into words
Even when I speak, my words never leave my temple, they stay at soul.
Its easy to say something without really saying anything, without really meaning it, so why do we say anything at all?
“Actions speaker louder than words” they say,but Have you ever tried to communicate to your subconscious with it?
Words are there we just never try to express instead we pretend to.
The voice inside me whispers a lot ,but i never seem to ausculate anything,
Even when i open my Doors i still feel knocking.
Whats more scary The Devil or The Evil In people which qualifies them as deamons?
Don’t bother, Even I wouldn’t know
But I bet the man you called crazy earlier, Might be able to supply us with a response, the crazy ones are always the strong minded ones…
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Its quite easy falling in love…
Its not really much of your choice
Perhaps, and just perhaps
You were blown away by
You find purity in all their impurities
And your world turns right around when your with them.
Always smiling and flushing
When your around them
Trying your best to please them
Be flawless for them
Be a fantasy come true…
Now it’s not easy being in love…
Things have taken a turn
Heading the opposite direction
What you once found perfect
Becomes one of the most hideous characters you were yet to see.
The desire to please them has tattered
Because you’re no longer happy
And the love has faded…
I wanna fly like the doves high up in the sky
Sour high up in paradise and forget the world behind
Forget this… Forget him and Forget her.
That is my most sincere wish.