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Little Miss Sunshine

I was in the middle of something,
but then everything stopped,
I need you to stop, and listen.

You didn't move forward,
to look back,
You didn't take that step,
to go back down,
You didn't take this test,
To then give it a rest.

I close my eyes and wonder,
How many times I've felt this way,
How much I would give the world,
to bring it all back,
Knowing that I can't,
Knowing that tommorow will not be yesterday,
And today will stay the same.

Perhaps I need the past,
Perhaps I need my friends,
Perhaps I need it all back,
But I say this blind folded,

I have ventured into the unknown,
Into a world which I had never seen before,
Into something I have grown to hate,
Because it looks nothing like the green grass,
And smells nothing like the blue waters,
Where am I? Why can't I just go back?

The moment you set forth in your travels,
Forward into a new life,
You didn't leave your past,
You packed it with you in stirred emotions,
and put it in your carry-on.

We don't leave to suffer,
We leave to be better.

Without a departure,
there would be no tears,

Without these four years,
there would be no fracture,

No fracture in your sick heart,
who yearns for a healing kiss,

Who needs warmth and gentle care,

We ask ourselves, why suffer?

I need you to understand,
that the tears aren't of sadness,
And that how you feel,
Is the greatest feeling of them all.

You feel pain,
because your heart is missing,
You feel sad,
and it seems like something bad,
But smile, for this hurtful feeling,
is life's greatest sign.

Life is telling you,
that everything was not in vain,
that all this pain,
Came from something powerful.

A word seldom used truthfully,
A word rarely ment in full,
I tell it to you with all its power,
Love has come to you.

So don't cry,
and live life in gratitude,
because a few months,
and a few miles,
are nothing to stop
a loving heart.

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Words can leave you salivating
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We can all aim high but precision does the talking
It's all too simple these days
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But we haven't even blinked, the AC,
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Heck I've gone mute,
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that could emphasize the prolonged
dream of a typeface, the letters were blank.

It was always that way,
It was always silent because at some point
We stop pinching ourselves and assume
that it was deserved…

Click

"Click".

It switched.
Unequivocally different.
Through those hardships
We finally turned around.

Perhaps reflections and glimmers
Gave us sight when we could not claim
But the panoramic put the shimmer
To shame.

Thank you.
In this brilliance we rose
Hoping to understand why the routine
drifts away in prose

For every detail and every insight
The neurons kept firing in question,
Let us speak for it is time
To mark this audacity in rhyme.

Although subtle
The cues went noticed
The portrait tact
And yet somehow,
Obtruded.

But lets digress from these colors
Let the light paint our shadow
For the steps keep calling
with a subtle vibration

We know its time.

Let me get hurt.

Let me sit here,
Let me feel the drops,
As my heart shatters,
and your shadow drifts away.

Let us get confounded,
Let us mix emotions,
Pour them all into a melting pot,
Pour them all into a blurry past.

I want to look back,
and know that I have felt,
I want to look back and know,
That I have loved.

Because from the pain,
and from the tears,
and from the painful nights,
that I shivered through,

There were the nights,
that you held my hand,
and gave me warmth,

There were the nights,
where it was only us awake,
in the whole wide world,
It was only us who felt love.
Let me believe that it was all true,

Let my tears be for the moments that I miss,
and not for the moments that I did not live.

Let me get hurt, because only then,
will I have lived.

Let me get hurt, because only then,
will I have loved.