An oxymoronic_psyche, who is wandering but not lost.
He grew out of nowhere like an unplanted bud grows in a pot over my balcony I watered it with love and caressed it daily with perfect light and hope and it grew and grew and grew gradually into a beautiful wildflower deep under my skin rooting around my bones I held it close to…
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Photo by Rafael Serafim on Pexels.com I wish I could write that way I think I wish I could write more about you when I write the way thoughts come gushing down to me every time I think of you and keeps me lingering until I fall asleep everything I try to whelved in my…
In my dreams, I was with you. Lying on the floor covered with white sheets, drinking our favourite red wine, you singing my soulful song, smiling together for our time went wrong. In my dreams, You were with me. No distance, no work, painting my canvas with the colors of your heart, the chills on…
A good friend is like a star, At times far away but never really far. Even during the darkest nights, They stands for you strong and spreads lights. Many come and go like the thin air, Which passes only once in a random fair. Some choose to stay and stick together, Even with the heaviest…
humming an old forgotten song, thinking about you, the air turns heavier to breathe and my heart slows down. closing my eyes I remind self and smile, I have lived a life fuller than these grey clouds and have loved a heart who loved me back. And this is how full-filling my end would be.…
"Standing in the field of cemented walls
Staring over the uphilled pill of rocks
Thoughts wandering far far away
into the land where hearts know how to fly.
You are my heartbeat, You are my soul, You are my cupcake, You are my cheese roll. I know it’s you, Will you please stop this stroll? You walk with me everywhere like a shadow, I know. Let’s not wait for the night to come and let it go. I know you trying, trying to…
When dreaming with a broken heart, Waking up is the toughest part. The days are filled with love and red, Making me feel all empty and dread. Holding with the fear of not losing it again, I am scared to feel the loss and pain. It digs my past and reads every page of my…
