Philosopher's Pen

Free like a butterfly dancing on the wind, effortlessly moving through the air It's a beautiful expression of the soul, words flowing freely from the heart. There's no right or wrong way to write it, only a purity and authenticity

Sometimes I miss someone to say thank you Even no thank you would do People have forgotten the beauty of kindness  I long for a friend who would look at me And in those eyes I see gratitude Someone I could talk to Without having to win or agree I long to find someone I will never find A perfect human Miss perfect  Sometimes I hold on too hard Till my hands bleed but I still would not let go Sometimes I keep people too close to my heart to warm them Then I find my heart freezing Sometis I want to carry the wait of human kind I find they are heavier than the world I want to live long But my heart bears a different sentiment I try to find meaning in my brethren Buy my heart finds vanity Vanity and all I long for a meaning A greatful heart Love not romance Love profound Joy

Clay we are Fragile certainly fragile  We break and get broken Our hearts hope for forever But we knock and are knocked over We break and are broken  Break and get broken by people we adore People we rather had never broken or broke us Accidents in the high way of fond relationships It is never a plan to break anyone But we get broken anyway Mortal wounds are inflicted Dead relationships stink for a while Then they are buried underneath the grave of unforgivableness Memories sad but fond linger To watch over the grave lest the dead are exhumed 

What is wrong with love of a man That it should be as strong as an anchor in its cradle days Then be fible as a weak breez Is love stolen by time That he should understand? What makes love slip into cracks and cradices? How does an emotion so strong turn to ashes An emotion so sweet into a sad song

Friendship deeper than love A knot tighter than any can know A silver chord that would not snap Or a prayer that it should never end A longing to hold to a pleasure of its kind A sweeter sweetness almost pain A longing that shields A courage A peace A hope

You touched my hands That is how you opened the flood gates You kissed me straight in the heart How could I forget that You sparked And did a little more Like a star You dazzled An imprint you became in a lovers heart A lover would never forget A lover's longing you became and persisted Like lemonade sour and sweet Unsatisfying and unyielding A pain and pleasure to hard to give A treasure for sure Like a sad masterpiece Adored like confounding portrait of Mona Lisa A longing that would rather go and rather not A cord that would rather end and rather linger A taste that would rather persist Almost a blasphemy You stepped an inch closer to a diety How could I look into your eyes Without a thousand conflicting emotions I remember Every word of my promise They felt holly I remember I remember like they were engraved on a stone tablet in my heart I remember Like they will never grow old  I remember The songs we listened to and danced together I can't forget our unpopular choices The

The eyes of the deep are blue But when you look closer they are not blue They are actually clear but when you look It turns blue Maybe blue means you can't see anymore Until you dive inside and the eye of the deep becomes clear But still deeper it is bluish Not clear And that is life Blue Not blue when you dive Bluish maybe But not really But entirely not blue

Laugh you not at mebecause you I love Spare me spite for pouring pure heavenly emotions I could be lucky, maybe not But still I pray Love me back a thousand fold If you never do, spare my heart  What is the price of loving you? Is it everything I am and more? Is it just my heart Or my flesh blood and tears I will give it all to you and more If I give all these and  my spirit is broken You are not to blame But helpe save my soul And my tomorrow They too are for you They yearn for you They are a gift Accept them In return give me gentle love That is all I want May be no more in this life Love I want to give and receive I want to love you But I have to love me too The next time you look at me And think of me a little less than I see my self I will be hurt, but I will not be broken The next time you say you would wish to leave I will let you go