Death thy Photography Love

Photography love
Forsake th’ innocence
Decay thy unwanted
Possesses one self

Broken arrows
by perchance persuasive parts
Helps th’ broken
Mends thy heart

Thy senseless doth affection
that heals thy hope.
Absolute deception
Yet thy shan’t not know

Ignorance ignites thy bliss
for loyalty is disregarded
From he whom shall travel with
the unwanted.

Fruit of love

I once heard that poetry was the fruit of love
But those who say that have never read the poetry of the heartbroken,
The lifeless,
The sad
Whos literal reason for their meaning of the painfull words they write are the exact reason of love.
So tell me how can poetry be ‘the fruit of love’ when its the exact reason it drifts people away.
Its used as deception,
“I love you,”
Rejection
“But its not meant to be.”
Dejection
“I thought you loved me?”

And at the finish line it all ends with  the same result.

Why waste your time on love when you can waste it on something that makes you happy

Like pizza

farewell my love..

traces in my hair
dreadful reminder that you’re now over there
your lingering cologne still taint my sheets
your soft lips still stain my cheeks

your laughter echo forever within these walls
grinning to each and all
who are yet to come and yet to be

no one will ever be able to cover up your traces in my life
they come and they go
they drive then they slow down to see the way I’ll never love someone even the slightest amount as I loved you

but wherever you, perhaps in heaven
I bid you goodbye my sweet lullaby

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A Silver Lining

A silver lining gives me hope

A silver lining gives me strength in the darkest nights and rainiest days

It gives me a singular feeling of courage
Who assures me there’s no need to worry

Its a definite promise that better days will soon arrive
And the worst has yet passed by

A silver lining is not seen
Only heard
Not felt
Only a word

That gives us hope

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Misunderstood

I’ve been thinking ’bout these places

My mind wondering through these difficult phases

Which only leads to more confusing mazes

In the end its just all covered up traces 

I have come to the fact that one day I’m going to have to face it

but not this day not this minute

Maybe one day when I’m grown up 

I’ll be mature and stop

Cause I have felt remorse 

I have felt this guilt 

which has eaten me alive 

and it’s only built 

but it in all honesty i’m just seeking a bit of redemption 

in which the concession has come to no caution 

That is eventually going to lead to an explosion 

of my mind , my body and my heart

that has been ripped apart by these people who has been nothing but negative

Some say it’s just the fictive of my imagination 

but the contemplation of the situation has been highly wrong

So the ignorance if my story has been highly strong 

Once again the comments has crossed the line

Each and every day goes by and all i can say is

“It’s fine.” 

but yet the moment I try to stand up for myself

It’s just like before

I’m the bottom shelf
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We depend too much

So much depends upon the blue sky that scatters sunlight of the molecules throughout  the atmosphere

So much depends upon Christ  who’s been somes saviour since the beginning

So much depends upon a droplet of water that is supposedly supposed to satisfy once thirst

Yet nothing depends upon the thin layer of dust beneath those who no longer awaken

So much depends upon
The butcher
The baker
Even the waiter

Who we want nothing from except excellent service

So much depends upon the yellow fireball up in the sky who we call the sun

So much depends upon
The lover
The hater
Even the traitor

Yet no one acknowledges the friend

But no one depends upon time who will be the cause of our end

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She hides away

Hurt , ignored , broken

Everything seems unspoken

No one will ask

They think its the past 

but they don’t know …

She sits alone

Waiting for them to phone

but they don’t know

what she’s going through

She’s been hurt too much

and without any luck

She sits alone

But no one knows 

What happens at home 

They don’t see the bruises

Every where on her body

She hides away

for another day