My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry...

Time And It's Moments No more Morning Greetings, you didn't let me sleep last night... Haha, I'm joking.. I had Fun and great rest. So, here is a Poem I wrote a while back. Enjoy! *****" ONLY IN TIME.. When i think of love i think of you. I think of me and all we could be I think about "us" and know that I must stop, and take a step back. Because this is all in my head A story no one has read. A secret held close to my heart So i sit and wish, And I dream of a time, That when anyone asks, I can say that you're mine For Once, I  heard a whisper or perhaps just my thoughts that I am not the only one who wishes and dreams and dares to believe that there would be an "us" a "you and me" and there would be a time that when anyone asks I can say that you're mine That time would come. I know this, I do. just like i know, Roses are red, Violets are blue. and forever and always I have

A Writer's Fuel Hi Poetry Lovers, I'm back again.. 😜 Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry. But this time, I have been wondering, what really drives or should we say, Fuel a Writer? Like Seriously, what are the motivations needed to pour out one's Heart and let loose???.. Hope you enjoy my Next Poetry. You give it a Title... :) ***** Beautiful Photo Of A Writer's Muss A writer's fuel. The hollowness of one's heart, A deep place of pain, An emptiness beyond measure. At least that's what I was meant to believe. Tried searching for my own muse, That very emptiness been spoken about, Couldn't place a handle on it. But why should I feel pain? Why should I crave bitterness?, Before I could bare my soul out?? I have gotten a great gift, A memorable childhood, My family. The best one could ask for. I have found Love Briefly, Fallen deeply, But crushed slowly. And Yes, I have had fun memories. Had the best of

My Deep Thoughts In Words Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry. ****** I Sit and Stare, Gazing into the far lands. Oblivious of what my future holds. Shit, It feels like I'm running out of time. Nothing has been accomplished Not even my Relationship Life. Am I just passing through? Do I really have a purpose here on Earth? Have I taken the Brightest of Decisions? Shit, I'm totally Lost. I need Saving. Anyone out there? Anyone with the Keys to this life Manual? Please share. Pull me out of this Darkness. Because I am slowly losing my sanity. Stuck In My Thoughts 

Bleeding Hearts Hi Everyone, Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry. So, I was sitting in my living room, bored and feeling helpless.. Then immediately, this Poem called* to me. Coined from " The Fault In Our Stars *.. I Hope You Like It... Enjoy! ***** Oblivion.. The state of being completely forgotten The inevitability that all would come to an end. Accordingly to Hazel Grace. There are few things one is scared of And there are fewer things that scares me. Failure for example Losing you, Not making heaven could be counted as one also. But the scariest is you not having a memory of me. How precious things slips from one's grasp I lost you The soul  bleeds to those words The heart can't explain those lines I was careless Thought you would be mine forever But nothing last forever Hazel Grace made that clear I hope you forgive me For never taking you serious Better, never showing you how serious i was about you. You are m

Originality I'm a writer. Off course I am I pride myself of being poetic . Invading the minds of my subjects Leaving all spellbound While they beg for more. With Hearts torn open, Feelings spread across the floor Thoughts gushing out The very window to the mind open, I try not to bleed my *heart out* But My quill is moving, Ink spilling, Blood flowing, Definitely no better feeling. My life is an open book. Tales rolling out Secrets rising from the ground, Nothing holds me bound. So this is Me, Hidden beyond bare eyes. But receptive to clearer minds. If you want to know me, Please read my thoughts But Pay more heed to my words. ****** Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry.

My very own Definition of Poetry .  Poems, What's the definition What ways are there to express it Shakespeare had lots to say about it And I believe I do Lost in thought Stuck in dreams I could only look for ways to tell you I'm in love with you. No. Those are not the right words Too shallow Too common You deserve better I can never take you off my thoughts I can never let you out of my head You perfect You more than perfect You care so much Even when I show little I dream of nothing else Not riches Not fame Not power Just a chance to call you mine How I long for an opportunity To beat my chest And tell the world Even to those who don't care That I am blessed I have a gift A rare gem Priceless No woman deserves.  ****** Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry. 

My Heart Break  I have been struck Deeper than any wound gotten Heart is bleeding Pulse slowly fading This must be a dream One I must wake up from I finally got to read your words And how cruel were they You possibly never meant that I was all yours I lived for you I breath for you Nothing was more precious Than to be called yours truly How could you?" The world is cruel enough Adding yours would be the death of me Please take them back Renounce those harsh words. Tell me it was never you Lie to me Just this once  And maybe after ******* Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry. 

Hearts Fallen .  How do one fall in love Heard they were simple steps Taken without been conscious This might be quick to assume But I believe those steps have been taken  By me From the very first moment I heard you speak Your words melted into my heart Flattened my heartbeat And exposed me to a whole new world A world filled with amazing people And people with unique insights Staring right into your eyes Those lips moving with such grace I could only get jealous Of how lucky your friends are They get to hear you speak Share your theories And see you giggle  But no one falls in love that quick The movies don't tell us Everything. But I'm right about some few things "You amazingly beautiful, A smile to die for and a heart filled of Love You made me take up some strange hobbies  Like Drawing for one  Only to fantasise tracing your hair down your face. ******** Welcome to My

Love And Poetry .  ***** Steven Steven! Pull yourself together Stop drooling profusely She's Beautiful We all can see that No one is that blind to disagree But this isn't the right way. Strange thoughts forming in my soul. Get off me. Eyes should never be taking off her A momentarily blink A slight shift in glance And *Perfection* would be lost. I'm trapped For once in my life I have no intention of breaking free. Let me bask in your presence Miss Fill my eyes to the brim Till I can take no more. You all I want A touch of your lips, Fingers running through your hair Steamy hands parting those thighs What more can I wish for. But wait a minute, What is this? whispers caressing my Ears Strange voices urging me up Steven Steven! Wake up you F00l You dreaming again Keep Stealing Shakespeare's journals