For all the heartbroken souls, for all the beings who cherish life and its little things....
For everyone who has fallen in love - truly, and deeply...

A poem for the heartbroken to rejoice in the pain and to know that there are many alike in this little blue planet...
A poem for the ones that find the tiniest things in life to be the greatest happiness ever...

This is my gift to you all - Poemheart

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

To be with the one...

The sun battering on my face
The world says I'm out of place
Then to that place I'd run
So that I could be with the one
Flickering in the ominous dark
This little dancing spark
It's not a mystery to me
That this spark wants to be free
The passing scene is a daze
What happened is a complete haze
redemption for the sins I've done
so that I could be with the one
To rip my eyes out in hope
peel my skin to part from this mope
to feel death's cold embrace
so the pain will have no space
To feel that feeling of being close
To melt in you bosom without remorse
Forgive my weakness of being shun
I just want to be with the one

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Strength within....

It takes only a second
for a certain circumstance to turn tides
eons may pass being an object
of hurt, mockery, and disappointment
for so long
to hold onto and unwearyingly contain
a deadly impetus
to wield such dynamism
is a burden and a relentless annoyance
constantly ensuring composure
yet how satisfying it feels
when unleashed upon your foes
the sensation of it
coursing through the veins
the pain that is felt in the midst
of the fiery skirmish
while your enemy lies decimated
is overshadowed by the sensation of
freedom
of being liberated from the burden


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