Resurrection

Something died in me And every word I’ve penned has been to resurrect it My heart has become a rearview mirror That looks always upon that moment in time Where I was taken away from me But how do I get to a future when my past is always present How do I move onContinue reading “Resurrection”

Remember To Stain the World

Remember to stain the world With one last drop of your ink With one last roar of your name With one last brushstroke of your sins With one last silence that begs forgiveness With one last laughter that slays regret With one last moment that paints a memory With one last word that fills theContinue reading “Remember To Stain the World”

Heart of Hearts

The content reflects a complex relationship dynamic, expressing the speaker’s love and acknowledgment of their shortcomings. The speaker acknowledges causing pain but hopes for understanding and eventual reconciliation. They emphasize their love despite fallibility and express a desire for the other person to recognize their genuine feelings. The speaker implies an enduring hope for the relationship, despite acknowledging their own imperfections. Throughout, there is a sense of longing for understanding and forgiveness, with a belief in the potential for a renewed, cherished connection.

Secret Garden

The poem emphasizes the transformative power of love and compassion despite the challenges and suffering one may face. It portrays a plea to build, nurture, and care for someone, even in the face of difficult circumstances, and expresses the longing for genuine connection and understanding in a world where no one truly knows how to fulfill every need.

Almost Doesn’t Count

The content presents a vivid and evocative description of fleeting and fragile existence, characterized by imagery of impermanence and unrealized aspirations. It portrays the transient and delicate nature of life, emphasizing a sense of transience and unfulfilled potential, ultimately leading to a profound sense of desolation and quiet introspection.

All I Am

Looking into the eyes of the sea, I see everything going up and falling down, Like tides that hide as waves, Slapping the shores ceaselessly, As if trying to write its secrets on sands, And cannot help but come back to wash them off… again, I see people opening veins, as if trying to bleedContinue reading “All I Am”