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After all this time

Was it meant to end like this?

Perhaps I was wrong in letting myself loose.

Perhaps it was not meant to happen.

or perhaps it was the right person and the wrong time.


Was I suppose to leave your side when no one was there?

Perhaps that would have saved this agony.

Perhaps it would have saved both you and me.

or perhaps I Was destined to stand by you.


Was I suppose to spend so much time with you?

I never knew that I'll get addicted. 

I never knew that you'll take me high and drop me down.

I never knew that you'll mean nothing yet everything to me.


Am I suppose to still love you?

Even though I know you can't be mine,

and will fall apart after some time.

Yet these words shall remain unspoken,

and will remain in my heart as a token.


For all the questions above the answer is yes!

Because I chose to love you,not any less.

My intentions were always clean,

So from now let you be the moon and I shall be the Wolverine.



Before we met, I had only ever dreamed of,
A man that cultured, refined, tentative,
Brainy, shy and pensive,
I was naïve, I didn’t think I could be owned in one look,
I was wrong, one look is all it took,
One word, as I heard.


I was tempted, but I was hurt,
Intrigued yet embittered,
Fascinated but tormented


It’s true that I was younger,
I knew that you were older, I was bold
I’ll never get you, so I’m told.
And yet my love endures, it never grows old…
I was guileless, I ascertained, by means only known to me,
That someday, we could ever be,


You were cynical, yet gentle,

Flawless, yet clueless,

You didn’t see that I was loveless,
You were happy to wish me the best,
I was distressed, senseless, reckless,
Powerless to stop the infatuation,
Disinclined to try..


Blown away by that rush,
Undisciplined, addicted to your touch,


Your smile, your eyes, your tall lanky frame,
Is it true that we all suffer the same?


Everytime I see you, you’re all business,
Polite, polished, indifferent,
Sometimes, even complacent,

So why do I catch that smolder in your eye?
You couldn’t hide it if you tried,
So why do you try so hard,
And never let down your guard?


Futile, fragile, ephemeral?
My words will never reach you,
I wish they could enfold you,
So you could feel the love,


Hush now, it’s only the two of us,
The light that shines in your hair is golden dust,
This odyssey of you and me
It’s nothing but a sweet dream,


Under a coruscant sky,
Our souls will shine,
So slide your hand in mine,
It’s time.


perhaps even the stars dance

perhaps even the stars dance

when i let your light shines

and you smiled back

and you shared your music, your stories, your life


it feels so good

to capture our cup of tea

to show you pieces of me

to have a peek of your road trip

and listen to you as you speak


oh it was a pure bliss

to be a part of your distance

to put into words this unspoken lines

and agreed with a sigh that our choices were right


it is so funny and weird

to see you dancing from afar

like i was there but i was not

like you were here but cannot

to ask a question and avoid the answer

because we both knew what we cannot have


so perhaps the stars dance

that again our space collides

and it still feels awesome

until time revolted

and put it back to what we had...



Author's Notes/Comments: 

you had this nostalgic feeling?

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Everything For You

Everything For You


I’d give up my life,

To make you happy.

Id slit my wrists,

Just to paint your roses red.

I’ll never leave,

And I’ll be what you need.

Ill exist for you and only you.

Your body is a temple,

That I will worship.

Just give me a chance,

I’ll make it worth it.

The distance doesn’t bother me.

Because I’ll spend every last penny,

To see your beautiful face.

I’d give up faith,

Just to love you.

I’d be your wings,

Because you’re my angel.

I’ll be your breath,

If you’ll be mine.

For you,

I’d do anything,

And everything.

Just say,


That you love me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is about someone i met... they stopped talking to me. but i love them, and id do anything for them.

The last thing I'll do

Roses are red and violets are blue, you hurt me and I hurt you

We argued and squabbled and now that we're through saying I miss you is the last thing I'll do

I'll keep up the guise until I am dead so that you never know that you're still in my head

A love turned to hate, a friend turned to foe, there is pain in my heart that you'll never know

It's too late to try now, it's too dark to see, your the only one in the world who ever really knew me

But I'm glad that your gone no more walks in the park, no more joy in my life, no more love in my heart

No more being a shoulder when I needed to cry, no more giving me hope when I wanted to die

No more joking and laughter and now that we're through saying I miss you is the last thing I'll do


Number of Lines: 39

You are not a poet

because I have been writing poetry 

way longer that you have.

So that would make my poetry better.

Your 39 line long randomness

could never compete with my 40 line beast.

My words are bigger,

more symbolic,

like an elephant on a mountain

while your words

are fleas on a crumb.

Pathetic and no one wants you around.

Speaking of you

there is no way your 5'1 looking baby face

could match my 5'2 looking adult.

Did you even try to wing your eyeliner?

Was it drawn with a spoon?

No worries! I drew mine with a sword.

The same one I used to cut you apart.

Your circle identity now a square

just like mine...

and the rest of societies.

Dare to be different?

I double dog dare you to be the same.

You aren't yet good enough to be different.

You don't deserve to live in the clouds.

Bring your head back down here,

I have more words to say.

Sew your lips shut

with the same red lipstick I am using.

Don't speak up;

bury your words.

You missed your chance.

They won't believe you know!

You are not you now!

Try to write a poem;

try to speak out.

But, it has to be 40 lines,

not 39.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A lot going on in this one. Spoken as someone who has contantly said terrible tings to me to bring me down to their level and act just as them. Thank you poetry for allowing me to be me and speak in my own voice. And yes, one day she did tell me I was not a poet because she was writing poetry before I was. Oh the things people must say to feel better about themselves nowadays. Keep your head up and stay strong my loves.

Narrow Road

Narrow Road

The Lord has laid down a straight and narrow road for his sheep to follow
Satan's flying demon's has thrown hot rocks in its path; it’s his wrath they do swallow
To either side can be found greener roads leading to and fro
Some are smooth as silk and easier to tread, but I dare not where they go

It’s safe to assume that they lead not to Emmanuel’s pasture straight ahead
For the bible warns of these winding roads that lead to despair and dread
Those silky green paths, some of which curve in and out wayward out of sight
Lead to an inevitable pit stop, its host the prince of night

Right beside the Lord's narrow road is another that seems just as straight
It is greener so it seems and its climb that of a lesser grade
It also has fewer rocks tossed by Satan's winged demons from hell
As to allude the weak in its devious deception making them think that all is well

So many people follow that road beside that appears to be straight
But in the end they shall find that it drops off before heaven's gate
Though they took the simpler path that seemed straight at first
It dropped them off at hells gate and left their souls accursed

By: Wayne Hoss

I love You With The Love of The Lord

I thank you for your time

I hope our friendship wasn’t a waste of time

I never thought we could go this far

I was afraid to be just a bore

You never stopped getting to know me

Even when there was not much to know of me

I hope we continue this

This puzzle called friendship

Do you know how much I care?

I know you always think

“Wow, why does she continue to talk to me?”

But I say to you, you mean a lot to me

Because you took the time to get to know me

You saw me at my worst

Even though you didn’t have much to say

You being there was enough to take away the tears

The pain

I know you have a lot going on

But that will never turn me away from helping you move on

With the love of God, you can move on to something better in life

A better life than just being in strife

A constant fight within yourself

Never finding peace because you succumbed to the devil

Let me help you

I bring people

People that can help you more than I could

People that know the Word better than I should

You say that you love me, but once you get to know more

More about what Love truly means

Than a romantic farce that Hollywood and TVs like to program us to see

Know that Love is so much more

I love you with the Love of the Lord

To Fall In Love

Love Poems

To fall in love

is to realize

reality can feel like a dream

when you are slipping away in his arms.

His kiss melts your skin.

Two being of life

standing before eachother

in just the same bone strcutre

we are all made of similarily.

There is nothing

not even air

that can get between the two of you.

Becoming molded into one,

fingers knotted together,

lips glued together,

hearts entertwining.

Mind and soul.

You are love

eternally grasping for eachother,

two bodies holding on for dear life

so gently

as to never wanting to leave one scratch

because we can crack and shatter,

Our love a dream,

a dream

that cannot always


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sorry it has been a while since I have posted. I ran out of pages in my journal and never got a new one till now. Don't know why but I suck at writing on my laptop. It just has to be on paper. Missed you all. See you around.