Poems

She was the universe showing off.

You’ll never have to doubt that you are loved. You have my word. You have all my words.

Poetry is often a refuge for the lonely. After all, so much is written because the writer had no one to talk to.

You broke my heart. You broke your promise. Then why do you still love me? Why are you still there for me? Why? Do you think I care so little for you that that would make any difference? I don’t deserve a love like yours. Oh darling, a love like mine is exactly what you deserve.

I have lived too long, I have seen too much. Now, my eyes are wide shut, For the future is all I will touch.

Few pains are greater than the pain of being hurt by the one you shared your pains with.

Sadness isn’t a sickness but I think I’m coming down.

I am not running away. I am running towards, Before it all fades away.

My love for you is like waves of the ocean: Infinite and flowing, Always returning to kiss the shore, no Matter how Many Times It was sent away. Like the waves, Love also tastes of tears.

Now, when they leave, I’m no longer scared. Instead, I look at the space they’ve left behind, From parts they occupied and parts of me they took, And I imagine what beauty can now fill that space.