Poetry and Writings

Is it okay to see the world  In a different way? Is it okay to take all the bruises And not to succumb to the pain? Is it okay to eat yourself up, When the thoughts in your mind Just wouldn't shut up? I guess it's okay to be human, Let the rest understand you aren't perfect, And you, yourself just level up!

Walking down that misery path, Misery lane, I maybe infamous, But they will still remember my name. You my friend don't have to be The wisest sage or the strongest warrior. You just have to give it your whole, Then they'll remember your cameo.

In times of trouble  The best friend you can rely upon Is in your own heart. He whispers to the cold mind Where is the ending of suffering And where is the blissful peace's start. Don't fight your own spirit Listen to the whisper in your heart.

Form is emptiness, Emptiness is form. Time flies away So passes the day And we turn one into another That's to say we are magic to each other.

Into deep darkness I walk alone. My deepest conscious Withers and almost gone. Forsake the future  Because there is none. One little pleasure grasping you so hold on. Oh, my, little fellow flower you wither too. Time to leave, time to die for you.

You are scrapping For the truth inside my mind Nothing can be found without, Only truth is carried within you. Soul searching is not always true to you Carry on with what you do. Life just gives you more questions To ask yourself at night, Perhaps it's wrong But destiny finds it so right.

Tired of being alone. Craving for my own home. Craving to start a new. Craving to find someone like you. Time passes by and it doesn't matter. They tend to ask you why, But you just shatter, And it doesn't matter, Life gets just sadder and sadder. 

You weren't meant to be the right You were meant to shine In the starry night. I beg you to ask for more, Because you can get so much more Than anybody else who just lives And ignores the light you shed upon The darkness, so hardcore. 

The truth is you cannot put anyone  Of us in a file, we all are about  Acceptance and denial.  Some things are easy Some things are tough I bet you get the point, I bet you're good enough.

But why? Perhaps because it is what you do not Expect or simply hope it is not there. It hurts, because when you open your eyes You see something that you  Couldn't expect to see.