My Green Light
See, In case I have a bad day, I always heave a sigh of relief; Because he is always there, To wrap me in his
My Thoughts on His Birthday
The atmosphere bustles; With laughter of merriment, Birds fluttering their wings, Winds howling his name, Lillies begging for his attention, But oh, He only has
Meeting Him
See, Love isn’t always sweet, but mine is. Always, with him. Meeting him, under that peach tree, As peach blossoms hovered above us, With butterflies,
The Subtleties
You know, It only takes seconds to fall in love, It’s the little gestures; The sneaky glances with each other across a room, The coincidental
False Hope
Ceaseless disappointments, Lies and hogwash, Sugar-coated vows, Once seen as eligible; Long pushed us into an endless abyss. Torn between despair and despondency, On the
Stabbing
You know, some days, Reality was more horrifying than we could think, And the fact that we still grappled onto, The little bit of illusion;
Let’s Never Cross Paths Again
You know, The funny thing is that, Me being alive and well, Is because of your ridiculously soothing words, That were laced with venom; If
You Left
If my heart had a way to vent, It couldn’t have waited, To whine in dissatisfaction, While baring it’s cracks; The cracks you’d played part
Enchanted Love, Now Fades To Night .
With her eyes darting around, All she could see was despair. Life seemed to have wholly drained out of her, Her knees gave way and;
Stifled
I should have been acute to his words, But I chose not to. I could have cut off his advances; When I saw the glaring
