Honey, I still feel this way.

I replay that memory over and over. 

My head keeps on wondering what life would've been like with you here, 

In the present.

Although you repeatedly asked me:

"what do you want out of this?" 

I just kept on saying: "Nothing!" 

Now months later you're all I can think about, 

morning and night. 

Before I go to bed, 

Who knows, maybe I might even dream about you, 

But still I think about you, although you told me not to. 

I've written so many words about you,

about "us",

even though we're nothing. 

Well we've never been anything. 

I just feel like I can collide with you, fly with you, 

feels like nothing can touch me when I'm around you. 

Have you ever written any words about me? 

Do you think about me when I'm not around you? 

Even after you told me: "You're the only girl I'm going to miss, after I'm gone?" 

Those words are on repeat in my head, especially when I've had too much to drink. 

Are you the one? Why am I even thinking about this when I know you might not be "the one"? 

Are you some sort of "soulmate" I've found? 

Will you move mountains for me? 

Will you love me? 

Even when I'm stuck in my dark days, when I feel like I'm worthless? 

Or are you just a figment of my imagination, because I find you much more beautiful than life itself? 

Or are you a phase I'm going through even when you're more than a 100 miles away? 

I ask myself all of these questions 

Cause babe, since the first time I saw you from across that bar and I wrote that poem about you. 

I still feel like you're that one I can undress, cause honey, I feel like you can undress me. 

We are passion

The taste of your kiss

lingers on my lips.

Simple, sweet,

and so delectable, you have

me yearning for more

Seduction surges 

my body and

makes me stiff.

Passion is not bliss

It is not happiness

It is not easy. 

Passion is pain

It is tumultuous 

It is tears.

Passion is victory

It is triumph

It is delight

Passion

Finds in every look a sign, 


Catching in some wondrous fashion

Every mood that governs thine. 



In a moment it will borrow,

Flashing in a gusty train, 


Laughter and desire and sorrow 


Anger and delight and pain.

I climb on top

of you and 

your body 

intertwines with mine;

stranded perfectly together.

My arm wraps around 

your back. 

As I pull your body close to mine,

your gasp whispers in 

my ear. 

You want more.

So soft are your legs,

which my fingers 

explore. 

My hands are curious

creatures, and you are

too inviting for my 

own good.

Another kiss. 

This one is fire. 

Passion blazing

while flames and heat

transfer from your

mouth to mine.

Two halves,

Equalling a whole.

A light yelp

escapes your mouth

and transforms 

into a soft moan.

We are soaring

above cloud nine;

higher than we could 

even imagine.

We are passion.

Nyctophilia

he is made up of words that not everyone can understand. 

feels like he was made not to be understood. 

his mind is a dictionary of sadness and heartache, 

his heart is a poem for the hopeless. 

it takes a while to understand him, still 

he is the prettiest song, 

a perfect sonnet, 

the most meaningful haiku 

and the longest novel. 

Lost spaces and time

Upon the moon I fixed my eyes,

In one of those sweet dreams I slept.

Racy visions play 

in my head like

roll on a film.

As a weed beneath the ocean, 


As a pool beneath a tree, 


All the while my eyes I kept on that descending moon.



So my spirit swift; feeling like a starving artist struggling to find 

that roller coaster feeling. 

It's like being in vast expanses of nature, and I'm still not able to breathe.

As a star in the sky on a dark summer night,

Set fire to my mind.

Relentless like the tides of the moon.

These moments are restless,

Racing from the past

Tumbling into the future.

So I reached out for a vivid dream, 

Being sucked into a vortex of whirling cosmic space dust.

Now the skies are telling me nothing. 

Still restless, never ending. 

Humanity

My faith in humanity is shaking.
This place can be so ugly sometimes.

There is so much cruelty in this world that we can’t ignore it.
It is so easy to see all of it and hate the world.
You don’t have to be positive all of the time.
It is exhausting,

Yet, at the end of the day
I can’t help but look around and see something beautiful,
no matter how small it is.

I know it is hard to love sometimes,
but you’ve got to give it a try.
Don’t let the world take your softness away.
Hold on to your compassion,
there is still so much beauty waiting to be unraveled.

Dear Melancholy

Dear melancholy
you fill my mind,
deranged moments
are easy to find.

My soul is weary,
my mask has faded

An air of melancholy surrounds me.

Creeping in,
seeping ever deep
into my bones.

Controlling my very
train of thought,

Surrounding my soul,
threatening to 
swallow me whole.

Undressing my mind and ushers out words 
I didn’t know I had in me.

Hypnotizing me effortlessly,
soon I will fall in love
with the feeling of 
sadness. 

It's me, all along.

I've lost track of my emotions.

I feel like I'm changing with the season. 

Turning dull, crying on the inside, 

I run, run like a weightless soul through these empty streets. 

There where the sun used to shine. 

There is summer and then there is winter. 

The earth is filled with water, clouds,

With dew and rain that lies upon it. 

In winter the trees seam to shed all their leaves. 

In summer the sun is above the earth. 

I seek shade to hide from the heat. 

The trees cover themselves with leaves again. 

Through the changing seasons, 

Through the empty streets,

All along it's me I've been looking for.

Care a little less

Maybe I am too much, or maybe I love too much.

Maybe I care too much, or maybe I just worry too much.

It’s just my nature, I cannot change that.

I hate to be taken advantage of, so don’t take advantage of me.

Sometimes I wonder...do you really care?

Please don’t tell me what I want to hear, I just want to know the truth.

I'm sorry for being kind,
caring too much,
and hoping for a better tomorrow. 

I care too much dammit!

I won’t stop caring, I won’t stop acting on my

values,

ideas,

principles

or beliefs.

I get mad, I get crazy.

Not at you, but at myself.

It won’t happen again,

I am taking some steps...taking a pause.

I care, but maybe I should start caring a little less.

Untitled

I stare at these empty pages.

The cursor flickers "on-off, on-off" 

I don't wanna talk about feelings anymore.

What is it even? 

Emotions, love, 

Can you feel it? 

I do.

Stop! Thinking about it too much, darling! 

Let's move together, 

My head is still aching of all that G&T.

I'm only human

I make mistakes 

As I keep on wondering;

I wonder what it feels like being in space?

So far away from earth.

Endless space around you. 

All you can hear is the sound of your own breath 

Flying in between those stars, 

Galaxies away. 

That's where I'd rather travel to than anywhere else on earth. 

Sowing the Seeds

Oh! How the sun shines on your people,

With beautiful smiles beyond compare.

Awe-inspiring music,

Serenading us with your soulful jams.

The sound of music traveling with the winds, 

Superb helping hands,

You showed me kindness. 

The light here is brighter.

With our sandals and sunglasses tan. 

Ice-cream and tequila,

Whilst the majestic clouds build up in the distance.

Dancing in the rain

Living like we are young again. 

The lyrics mouthed from our lips.

Oh! Sowing the Seeds, 

Today will live beyond these moments.

Life

Tears stream down my face

How did I end up here? 

Why explain myself, when I don't even know? 

How did I allow "life" to control me?

Emotions are useless.

It makes you break on the inside.

Striving towards a point, 

I just don't know anymore. 

As the drops fall from my face, 

I still feel lost and out of place.

Suffocating me, 

Drowning me,

Breaking me with emotions not needed. 

I don't need this anymore,

So please, just go away! 

Feelings and emotions

Today I realised I shouldn't tell my brain what to do, or what to think.

When you've got feelings for someone, 
Embrace it.
Think about the good you see in them.

Do not try and ignore those feelings,
Even if they don't feel the same.
Leave them.  Let it be.

Sooner or later you'll realise that,
The beauty you see in people doesn't necessarily mean they're a soulmate. 

My summer night.

Consumed with desire.
That's all you'll ever be.

You're like a summer night,
The way you keep me up.

This lust is uncontrollable.
I dream of your lips pressed against mine.
With your hands exploring my body, 
You press me up against a wall.

Heated passion,
With kisses that burn.

Our mouths moving in time ,
With no space between us,
Let's keep on exploring.

Uncontrollable

There are no two stronger human emotions than fear and love.

In many ways they're not so different.

Both can make you do crazy things.

Make time

I might be pissed off.
I might sound negative. 

The only thing I'm trying to tell you is that you should make time for the people who truly cares.

If you're "too" busy today.
You'll be "too" busy tomorrow.

The people you call friends are the ones
helping you to achieve your goals.

Don't leave them behind when you're "too" busy making other plans.

Rhetorical

Fitting into another culture is not easy.
Like stepping into the unknown.

What if your soulmate is different than you?
What if you still need to realise what life is about?

How should you know how to react?
What if we are different?

Living in a universe that's unravelling, day by day.
How are you supposed to know where to fit in?
When you don't even know yourself? 

Bitter Poem

I know we all can pretend, but the moon does not.

Let’s not pretend anymore.

It is time we face our fears,

                                                       

I’m scared to walk the world on my own.

Burn all the bridges to the ground,

Turn all the pictures around.

I don’t want to fight any more.

Don’t even come and knock on my door.

Let’s not pretend anymore.

Our souls should reflect in the deserts,

Our happiness should determine our fear,

Let’s do what we should have done a long time ago,

Let’s do what makes us happy.

Take what you want out of life,

Don’t let opportunities pass on by.

You.

Put on your mask
Prepare your lies,
No one will ever see through your disguise.

You know those sad things in life were
just pieces to complete a happy ending.

You go to bed at night,
But maybe you fell asleep crying,
You act like nothing is wrong,
Maybe you're lying.

You think we have forever, but we don't.

You don't know what to say,
That's okay!
You know what we are - I know what we're not!

I wrote you a poem

I wrote you a poem today.
It's about the feelings we had for each other.
How space wrote your name in my eyes.

The way we used to hold hands,
Your fingers move smoothly across my legs,
A smile on your face everytime I look at you.

Questions you asked that only had "happy" as an answer.

Happy was all I felt ,
A feeling I can find somewhere else now.

I wrote you a poem today,
One that says good bye,  for now.

A moment in time

We are but infinite humans.
Lost beyond the clouds,
Endless in space.

We long for feelings we don't need,
Wasting away,
Wasting the day.

Feelings of melancholy;
Disastrous,
Dishonest,
Depressing.

Even nostalgia; 
Wistful,
Longing,
Regret.

I have no remorse for the things I have done.
I am only human.
Lost between a moment in time.