LOVE IS NOT CONVENIENT

Love is not convenient

Love lives through nice and hard times

Love is not perpetual agreement

Love is deep understanding of individuality and unity

Love is not always for the loved

Love loves even when not loved

Love is not deserved

Love is a gift given

Love is not always close to stay

Love can still love from far away

Love not for the perfect

Love is understood by those who forgive and are forgiven

Love is not only for fondle

Love is also for brothers, nations and nature

We not only live for love

We also live because of love

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DARK

He sits alone in a silent corner of a dark room Trying to make sense of everything Everything is senseless at that moment Life seems to be worth everything Yet everything is worthless in his eyes He wonders why God had to make life in the first place and hopes it is not blasphemy No one wants to step on the toe of God more so those who hope heaven will offer a better home He is ashamed to admit that deep down he longs to be home Home is not this dark room filled with self doubt, anxiety and sorrow Home is where in the least he feels nothing Everyday he tells people to keep hoping but he has lost all hope The only hope he has is that he will one day hope again Not hope to be rich or famous But to be happy for just a moment He hopes to slip over on his happiest day That is his dream He calculates how best to make his wish come But such days are to pracious to waste on fatal thinking He looks up to God Hoping not to offend Him and he prays for hope He prays that someone would listen ...

WHEN WORDS WOULDN'T SPEAK

When words have nothing to say But the heart is full What would speak for you? What would speak to you? When the quiet of a heart And the sound of a meldy Would resonate with your truth That words could never say When you have to quietly shout to the world Silenltly tell your story What would speak to you? What would talk to you? When the chrip of birds And the rumbling of a waterfall Would not speak to you When quiet would not do What would speak to you? What would talk for you? What would authentically tell the world your story Authentically Not hiding a single note of the rhythm of your heart What would tell the world your desire Your fears and terror What would speak to you? What would speak for you? An old melody That holds a memory A sound that holds a longing That knows the notes of your heart Would that speak for you? Would it speak to you?

THE PARADOX

The fact that the reason to hold on is bigger than the reason to give up Does not trivialize your pain The fact that you neither shed a tear nor made a sound Does not mean you never cried The fact that you smiled all through the ceremony does not mean you were happy The fact that you are alive and happy Does not mean you aren't dead A strange ghost animating your body Not your dream self The fact you woke up with a plan Does not mean you aren't drifting through life The fact that you love a song Does not mean it makes you happy The fact that you woke when the alternative seemed lucrative Tells that you have outsmarted the paradox once more

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