WORDS FROM MY HEART

Your smile is the grip of swords edge which
Tends to cut my attention away,  Your smile
is the very cure to my grief and sorrows,
it fills my soul with light and essence when it
feels hollow.
The real smile....... 
Your eyes are like marbles of brown and ebony,
It causes pen to design poems that succeed
apollo.
Your flawless skin is something that many eye's
desire,
your beauty is equalled by none; not even in
heavenly attire.
You are of heaven descent roaming this earth
veiled as human,
for a soul such as you is beyond all that heart
will admire.
When fires torment the soul and burn it's core,
you are the ail, the soothing remedy that makes it
pure.
The aurora lights could not be as elegant as you
are,
nothing in this world could compare to such
beauty so matured.
You are the life that every flower wants when it
blooms,
you are the wish of every single man who wants
to be a groom.
You are perfection in the most perfect form in
this universe,
and you are the reason I smile in secret in my
room.
There isn't a song or poem that could contain the
right words,
nothing in this entire realm, universe and world.
Every single angel and soul on this earth all
praise your very birth,
Dear Nofa, you are the peace of my eyes in every
universe.
You are the inspiration to each and every single
verse.

MY HEART

Dear heart, today I wish to talk to you on how i feel,
 I can feel you torture yourself in
screams,
echoes that rupture the barriers of reality and
dreams.
Bleeding so profusely and cascading a crimson
stream,
you just want to be heard but the world remains
deaf and asleep.
Dear heart, I can feel you beat like the pounding
of drums,
I feel the vibrations in my chest that leave me
paralysed and stunned.
I can hear you questioning cupid and his policy
of love,
I can hear you crying and hating yourself for not
being enough.
Dear heart, I can see your pieces falling the more
you break,
it's amazing that you still stand after conflicting
with fate.
You stood firm for so long while you struggled
through the rains,
and I can feel you losing your strength as your
melody fades.
Dear heart, you seem to be lost without the
embracing sound of bliss,
you only sought to feel the magic when your host
had found a kiss.
To shower in the warmth of true love has always
been your wish,
and you've always considered affection to be a
blessing and gift
But today you've lost the will that made you so
strong,
you suffer so terribly and it seems your soul is
gone.
It's the end of the song, defeated like you've been
walked upon,
and for you nothing seems right anymore,
everything's wrong.
Dear life within me, If you fade away today, I too
shall die,
and you can hear my pleas as my tears drown
my very eyes.
The rhythm we had shared is changing like the
skies,
spectrums through time that would provoke our
minds.
Dear heart, I need you. I've always believed you,
I'm sorry that so many had come only to deceive
you.
The pain that you endured was something I
received too,
I need you to stand again so I may find relief too.

WALKING IN THE RAIN

Just to keep my mode flowing,

Sometimes I just like to stand stagnant in the
rain,
It feels like its slowly washing away all of the
pain.
No one can see the grief that's smeared all over
my face,
or hear the terrible things that my heart wants to
say.
The storms are the perfect reflection of emotions,
displaying heartbeats in disaster and sorrow in
motion.
Can you imagine a teardrop that falls into the
ocean,
would you be able to find it if bereft of devotion?
Dancing with my shadow in the torrential
storms,
tempest winds as calming whispers when clouds
are formed.
A darkened sky cursed with a grey paint hiding
when the sun is born,
for mornings never arrive, never shall it again be
dawn.
It's the devil's world engulfing the planet in a
darkness,
twas the sun first, the moon after and then the
stars next.
Our songs are becoming silent so now we become
heartless,
and this shadow blinds those who were once
considered artists.
Poets speak about beauty that dwells in this
world,
but they were just stories and remain as empty
words.
And though we do not see the flames, this
universe burns,
for our eyes are closed and ears deafened to
knowledge unheard.Sometimes I just like to stand stagnant in the
rain,
It feels like its slowly washing away all of the
pain.
No one can see the grief that's smeared all over
my face,
or hear the terrible things that my heart wants to
say.
The storms are the perfect reflection of emotions,
displaying heartbeats in disaster and sorrow in
motion.
Can you imagine a teardrop that falls into the
ocean,
would you be able to find it if bereft of devotion?
Dancing with my shadow in the torrential
storms,
tempest winds as calming whispers when clouds
are formed.
A darkened sky cursed with a grey paint hiding
when the sun is born,
for mornings never arrive, never shall it again be
dawn.
It's the devil's world engulfing the planet in a
darkness,
twas the sun first, the moon after and then the
stars next.
Our songs are becoming silent so now we become
heartless,
and this shadow blinds those who were once
considered artists.
Poets speak about beauty that dwells in this
world,
but they were just stories and remain as empty
words.
And though we do not see the flames, this
universe burns,
for our eyes are closed and ears deafened to
knowledge unheard.