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Compassionless

Has the world lost its compassion?
or did we forget what it feels like?
because we are consumed by the greed of selfish personal mission

Where did we go wrong within our life admission
How did we become savages and animal-like?
Makes you wonder, has the world lost its compassion?

Lacking in love for one another, what’s the likely condition?
ignored issues, changes in the generational spike
while they are consumed by the greed of selfish personal mission

Driven by societal marketing and governing dispassion
What is missing? the emotion? the heart? or the Christlike?
Tell me, Has the world lost its compassion?

Is there no room for unity in this life admission?
maybe I am being naïve or idealistic but is it only dreamlike?
because we are consumed by the greed of selfish personal mission

What is the goal really? is this the new fashion?
To censor a notion you dislike
Because we are consumed by the greed of selfish personal mission
But really, has the world lost its compassion?

“Unexpected kindness is the most powerful, least costly, and most underrated agent of human change.” 

Smitten

Deeply affected
My feelings projected
My heart is opening, my thoughts rested
Would you believe me if I said it?
After my action spells it

Smitten
not enough words to be written
but listen
sorry for my glisten, when I care for someone it’s a given

Lend me your ears, if you give me permission
to whisper these words of admission
come in, fit in, dig in, stay
my ears will hear, my heart will listen, and
my actions will make a way

If you asked me how many times you’ve crossed my mind I would say once because you never really left..

Unknown

Miracle

God knew what he was doing, putting you in my life
something new to my eyes
One that I welcome, one that I hope he will help grow in strides

I say, I pray, a miracle
a hope, I wish, declarable
My emotions are plenty I hope they will be bearable

You are well hidden, how can I come find you?
Covered in depth and mystery, I come seeking clues
Will you give me insight of what it is like from your view?

You are protected by God, who will never leave you

nor forsake you

Always remember, never forget
You are a miracle never a regret.

“Seeing a miracle will inspire you, but knowing you are a miracle will change you.”

– Deborah Brodie.

For You, To You

You are not just a muse
This Is no excuse
Your presence is worth more to me than any written fuse

Yes, I do love writing about you

for you

To you
sharing my emotions
I want you to understand my feelings, My passion

I want to be me around you, dancing, quiet me
goofy, weird, happy me, enough to uplift
enough to guarantee

That the path we take will be hard and weighty

But if we work at it then the ‘us’ will be.

“Two are better than one.”

 —Ecclesiastes 4:9

You Smiled Again

you smiled again
The sunshine after the rain
Clearing the clouds, showing the blue sky uncontained
A beautiful day has been obtained

I love seeing you smile,
I love making you smile
With that wide bright grin, I haven’t seen in a while
I like you to know seeing you happy brightens the day
Revealing its beauty, There is not enough words that can portray
What your smile brings every day.

“I feel okay when I see you smile…”

-Ruth B

Beautiful Imperfection

You are a beautiful imperfection
Flaws, fears and limitations
Only human but the hand of the divine foundation
Anxiety, anxious, insecurities, frustrations
A beautiful imperfection

You say you hope I will stand the test of time
with the fear of scaring me away, will I survive the climb
But here am I feeling that I will scare you off with my emotional paradigm
I am even more curious to know you and all your rhymes

I hold you not on a pedestal, I rather hold you in my arms, that’s more worthwhile
Sharing with you my warmth, enough to hope to you it’s worthwhile

I am neither perfect, nor saintly, the shadow eats at my abyss
you are a beautiful imperfection, you are aware that you are a mess
You are a work in progress, filled with worries and affection

A beautiful imperfection.

“I find the best way to love someone is not to change them, but instead, help them reveal the greatest version of themselves.”

Steve Maraboli,

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Mi Manchi

Mi manchi,
Deeply.
Did I ever tell you sweetly?
You are amazing, meekly
I know it’s not the topic but it had to be said discreetly

You are enough, I mean it, completely

Your hugs, your smile, you smiled
God child.

I miss you, I know it’s out of the blue
But I rather tell you than keep it from your view
Right there for you to see, I miss you
It’s true.

Our tight embrace stop time in space
With feelings within, a flame ignites
When I am alone at night you cross my mind
Like the northern lights, and what a sight.

Hey, can I say it again? Mi manchi,
I miss you deeply.

“If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.” 

Claudia Adrienne Grandi

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As love is applied

I need you here with me on this journey to grow together
to help each other
reaching new heights, fighting through heavy weather
with God at the lead protecting and strengthening us together

Will you walk with me as I walk by your side?
to connect, to learn, to grow, to confide

taking it a step at a time, as we decide
Whether our emotions can collide
becoming one
Not to hide
to look at and to understand each other from the inside
as love is applied.

Love does not dominate; it cultivates.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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The Overthinker

I am a thinker
I feel a lot, but I tinker
with my thoughts, of what if, maybes and perhaps
in too deep, my mood collapse

My heart suffocates, my mind relapse
withdrawn from life, my soul will lapse
the time that had pass left a gap

Lost and empty, I became numb
my emotions captive, my heart succumb

kidnapped by overthinking
how do I battle this villainous feeling?
How do I save myself from drowning?
to put these thoughts away in it’s sheath

to be free and allowed to breathe.

“Sometimes the worst place you can be is in your own head”

Road to Thrice Unspoken

Our Embrace

In our embracing hug
Our heart takes a tug
attraction, together
Our Embrace but a transaction

It’s like stepping in the sun after sitting in the cold
Melting the past hour, becoming whole

Our embrace
how does it make you feel?
is it enough to appeal

Trapped between the weekend phase
I long for our embrace.

“I had embraced you…long before I hugged you.”

― Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos