Her

She comes,

She leaves,

Smiling,

Dancing,

Those Eyes,

She talks,

She smiles,

Laughing,

Warm,

That look,

Her is what I want,

Her is what I need,

Yet,

Can't

That feeling,

Her touch,

Her kiss,

I miss,

I desire,

But won't

She came,

She left,

Memories,

Sweet.

Desire.

Love?

We don't love others.
We don't fall in love with others,

No we do no love others to be happy,

We love others so that we in ourselves can,

Might be,

Loved.

We don't fall in love with others,

We fall in love with the concept of love itself,

We don't love to gain something,

We love to lose everything,

We lose ourselves,

We lose our identity,

We give up who we are so that we can,

We might be loved.

Love is nothing but the most selfish act,

Love is the act of,

Giving up who you are,

So that in return,

Maybe,

Someone else gives you their entire selves,

Yet the sad thing,

We still would not love that person,

We would love the idea of them,

We would love the person who we make them to be,

I have fallen in love with the concept of love,

It is the single most terrifying and yet most exiting thing I did,

And I do not regret it.

Yet...

Immortality

I had it,
I was untouchable.

Felt,

I was fearless,
I was confident,

Yet,

I was arrogant,
I thought it would never end,

That,

I had a feeling,
I knew,

But,

I didn't want to believe,
I don't want to believe,

That,

I am in hell,
I am mortal again,

Feeling,

I am weak,
I am hurt,

However,

I have to keep a mask,
I have to look strong,

For,

I am not alone,
I am not the worst,

Why,

I am hurting,
I am in such pain,

Others,

I know are worse,
I know I have no right to,

Complain,

I see pain,
I see misery,

Heartache,

I know is only minor,
I have to be,

Strong,

I have friends,
I know people.

Need that.

Déjà vu

They stand up,
They sit down,

Week after week,
They see no end,

Their world constricted,
Their world empty,

They look for traditions,
They fail in tradition,

Passion is gone,
Feelings are manufactured,

We stands watching,
We stand crying,

Having ran away,
We pity those,

Those that we left behind,
Yet,

Our lives are full,
We are able to live,

A life of our,
Own.

posted from Bloggeroid

Smiling!

The Tips Turn,

                         They Turn, Twirling,

                                                        When your lips,
Smile at me,

                          I  lose myself,

                                                       Starting at that smile,

Pure happiness,

                       Your eyes,

                                                   Dancing and laughing,

Yet here I am,

                     In so much awe,

                                                Wishing I could do the same.

Usually I end up growling

                     Or baring all my teeth,

                                                 Scaring them all!

Coffee

Dark,

Sweet,

White,

Creamy,

Green,

Strong,

Gets you up,

Wakes you up,

Gives you energy,

Says Good morning,

Makes you think faster,

Makes you think creativity.

Harsh, strong, powerful, yet grows on you,

Hooked, addicted, craving, once you get to like it.

I

Am

Addicted

to

You.

Off I go again. #Rambling

Long time, since I wrote something that was not a poem. Well sorry for that, at the same time, thank you so much for the amazing support I have been getting. The response was simply insane, people commenting, sharing and talking to me. I am overwhelmed and this comes at time which I am really a bit in the shits.

If you read my poems, you would realize I am in a melancholic mood. With the reason that I think I owe you guys an explanation, because as a dear friend of mine said.

'Fqajtli wall poems bro'

Life has been, shit, I failed four exams, my work load just keeps increase leading up to the AGM of S-Cubed, which is making me sad since it is quite possible the end of my time as an S-Cubed executive since I do not know if I am going out again or not simply because its time to move on. 

I am quite heartbroken, a chapter in my life, has been closed. This with me having nothing to say about it. Yet it is two that make a relationship, not one, and that is why although I am sad, I will cherish the past five months dearly because it changed who I am.  

Being with someone makes you a better person, improves you, as that someone will get angry, annoyed or sad if something happened that you caused. It will make you reflect on who you are, and change certain things, since you know that the person giving you the criticism is someone who loves and cares about you deeply. 

This was the most mature relationship I ever had the pleasure to be in, it started with a bang, with passion, energy and enthusiasm. Yet it always had a level of maturity which I had never experienced. This is what made it so special, it was my first adult relationship, we talked things out, we discussed, and even now that we aren't together anymore, we are still the best of friends.

Someone sent me this, and it cannot explain better how, it feels;

"Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us." —Emery Allen

No drama, no fighting, no bitching, none of that, just simple talking and emotions running out, in quite a controlled fashion. Yet, my selfish self wanted this to be something that lasts, because its rare that you find special people who you can completely and utterly lose yourself in with out fear of losing yourself.

With that, I am now again available on the market, hahaha, jokes aside, I am now able to see the world from a different perspective, something which I am eternally grateful.

With that said, it is the first of an other month, no this is not an April fools joke, although it does feel like it. Honestly I wish it was, yet its not.

Its life, life happens to not care about us individually, so as I said a million times before. When life decides to fuck us over, we just smile and get back on our feet and do the best we can to keep moving forward.

As I am saying that, you guys have helped me immensely, I know this sounds empty but having over 600 hits on your work, which is based on your feelings and emotions. Then you get people who take time to call you, to message you and find time to try and make you feel your not alone has helped me survive this.

You guys are sincerely the best audience I could ever hope for!

WITH THAT SAID!

ITS APRIL!

LETS MAKE THIS MONTH ONE TO REMEMBER! SHALL WE!