In a sea of people
I am but a tiny ripple
Crippled by my desire to be different
I cannot follow the rest of the current

The sky remains the same
And the sun burns not my name
But of others who have solved life's conundrum
Which is not to live in a humdrum

In order to be complete
I must be unique
But to be such
I must give myself a little nudge
And live my life in the moment
Take adventures for my own enjoyment
Waste no time in a bore
Make life not a chore
Uniqueness is how I decide my life to be

I must be my own ocean
The ripples my life's explosion
Of good and bad
And everything in between

silence is not weakness,
nor are the sounds of acoustic
guitar strings, your smile is
painted with brushes of
sweetness, my heart awakens
to the bird who sings -
each word that you chirp glows in
the morning sun, then washes
away into those yellow lights,
many would anxiously search for those
sweet hymns when the day is done -
but i know each beautiful note sung will
channel the beauty of spring when
it is bright.

- t.m

Without the touch up of eyeliner and lipstick
she's still an imperfect perfection

Our feelings were intertwined by passion
and love let alone was the stem
as we got rooted to the attachment of emotion
We blended when the journey ends
love made us versatile though we were both smitten in devotion
Now every flow is a wave as our souls ascends

She was a stranger my heart let her in
a pillar of virtue
Love being the future foreseen
she kept my heart stable like a statue*
It so felt like a dream

i kept her sacred like a Zulu love letter
as our once upon a time story was happily ever after

Her eyes could see beyond my intentions
behind her pencilled eye and perfect make-up
I saw beauty in the complexity of her smile

She kissed my name
invited the 3rd guitar strings
played foreign instruments and drums
Leaving my heart in hazardous goosebumps*

only to infiltrate a new world
into this lexicographical

heartland of soulmates