understand this one thing:

your life is a divine poem.
meant to be played out amidst the heavenly bodies,
with all of their summits and troughs,
the vast open deserts of heat and exhaustion.
nobody is born any different,
we just choose to be so.


when your moments are few
you will not look back on the coins you didn't save.
you will recount the stars you beheld
and the glorious perspective the morning gave you
when you thought the night would never end.
you will remember the way drops of seawater ran down your face
and how you swallowed a few and inhaled a few more.
you will look with fondness on
the smell of fire and smoke captured in your clothes,
and the nights where you defined who you were
in front of yourself and no others.
you will remember the cold
and the heat-seeking wind,
extracting the life from your face;
your "poor" lips chapped on the face of the rock,
and your eyes barely opening against the frozen precipice.

should you consider suicide,
remember that nobody is asking you to leap to the end.
[in fact, nobody is asking anything of you at all.]
you are only required to step forward.
one step. the unknown lays before you.
and if, in your life-long poem, you find no more strength
for that one step- you find that step impossible to take-
remember how you were born in love, in life,
ready to kiss the cliffs and sing into the abyss.
leap off if you must,
but remember that you can always write one more line,
you can always take one more action.

and that's all you must do.

My lips are dry, crusted with blood
My teeth can no longer hold words inside
Love bleeds out as my mouth cracks open
I am no longer surrounded by oblivion.
Stars break around me
Clouds drop to the earth
I have upset the motion of everything
I am in pursuit of you.
You hold my soul tightly, as it wraps itself around you
My heart is on your sleeve
You've stolen everything of mine
I would give you  my eyes, my voice
As long as you love me

My heart skips a beat
Fingers start to tremble furiously.

I wore you like a bruise
                                                                                            proudly
                                                                            on my left cheek
                                                                  displayed for all to see
                                                                              you marked me
                                                                                 but I survived
                                                                                   on my cheek
                                                                            but you will fade
                                                                    and i will still be here

Am in love with an angel,
Whose smile is divine
She floods my heart with joy like sweet wine
O the thought of gladness, when I call her mine
With astonishing beauty and charms, she is so fine.

Am in love with a princess
So I guess I’m royalty
With her by my side I command authority
Riding along the wilderness of discovering my ability
I’m always thinking straight because she’s my sanity

Am I love with a genius
She’s one of a kind
Having short comings though but to them I choose to go be blind
Once I had my worst times but she also didn’t mind
Oh thank heavens cause at last, my joy I now find.

I was typing a poem but I lost it halfway.
Was typing from my phone so in error I press cancel.
I cant find it again, oh its all gone away.
Guess now I see my need of a pad and a pencil.

I was typing a poem; cant recall the first line.
The verses were three but now I cant see a sign
Of one line of text on my mobile phone screen,
If I didn't know better I would say someone wiped it clean.

I was typing a poem, wait let me recall;
Was it about daisies and roses?... No, not at all.
If only One wish could be granted me;
I would seek inner eyes to help my deepest memory see.

I was typing a poem I thought you would love.
It was the result of my oversight that made me write the above.
So while I morn my lost here is some heads up.
A pad and a pen is always safe for your write up.

It hurts me too
Believe me it does.
There's nothing so piercing like these words of yours
Could it be you are right and I am wrong?
Do we have to fight all night long?
'Everyone hurts' they say and 'we all feel pain'
So I pray that through this storm there lies a great gain.
  
It hurts me too,
Oh yes it sure does.
The pain you express makes me Want to take a pause,
Re-evaluate my passion and re-count the cost
The cost of staying true, real, affectionate and just.
There isn't a second I don't fret or fear
But They say that success only comes to those who dare.
  
It hurts me too
That my heart ain't yours
If I had my way, believe me I would use force
Bend and twist till you fit this fleshy space
Drag you, if i must to run at my pace
But we both know how fragile the heart can be
So I quit struggling and hope you find someone complimentary.

When loneliness claims to be my fate
And random thoughts my heart starts contemplate
I begin to think and remain in that state
The moment my thoughts paint me pictures of Kate

So tall that her smile quickly reaches my heart
So sure that our love grows when each plays their part
Regardless of what dish is served on my plate
I always enjoy when it’s prepared by Kate

She’s stronger in faith that on hers mine grows
Reminds me to be strong cause my cares, heaven knows
Beyond blood lines it’s obvious we relate
Cause the bond gets stronger when it comes to Kate

Not perfect cause sometimes I make her cry
It kills me too that I even had to ask why
So to make her sad nothing fits the bate
Cause there is fulfilment when happy is Kate

My joy is to see this poem so travel far
Cross beyond borders gazing every star
And until you read this my joy lies in wait
And if you enjoyed it then you must be Kate