Growing older, A lot Wiser nonetheless. Gracefully aging, Maturing mentally, I confess. Shared smiles and tears, Not carrying around the past mess. Welcoming a new year, My age I’ll leave to you to guess.
Run with me darling. Feel the belonging, You are speeding your steps, Keep up with me, let’s take the chance. Try and shuffle the restlessness, Your wondering where to, my guess. The pace sets in faster
To ruin life some more and strip me off my pride. When I’m angry there’s nothing to hide.. What on earth do you want from me? I’ve exhausted all forms of energy. I do
Adonis was thy face, Achilles was thy grace. I still feel your presence here, Unaffected by time or fear. Of what feelings is that of Juliet’s Romeo? For love is eternal and death is mortal.
A special dedication. The power of the pen’s ink, Showers through my song’s word. It’s unlike what you think, It’s a voice never been heard. Feelings and emotions are but measured, But my song shall be
When a person you admire gets admiration of too many and that gets you jealous… No this is not a poem for all those lost This is not for the magazines that
To the “questioner” I love. He asked me to stop crying. He asked me to start trying. He asked me why I’d grown weak. He asked me why I was silent. He asked me to
Why the words made a difference? Once a total stranger, said to me,”Stay blessed.” It’d seemed so long ago when I was, in such a way addressed. It turned back time to a
