Philosopher's Pen

There is no reason Love is simply because you love

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?

There is always someone to blame when things go wrong Someone who could have done something But what did you do as they were going wrong What is your share? What could you have saved?

It may be little, but it is enough for you, my brother Love will fill and sate the unfulfilled other It may be difficult, but I can face it because you are my sisters Loving you makes me wake up hopeful  Despair may becon, but you inspire me, my little one How can I give up before you rise to the peak of the world All may be lost, but can I loose the sight of your hope mothers How can I dash your dreams for me on the rock of hoplesness It may be hopeless but how can I let you down my sweetheart The promises I made under the moonlight It may be beyond words But it will never be beyond the bonds that hold us together  Sleep well tomorrow we wake to fight again Aluta to the end

I wish I had a friend Whose loyalty would never bend Walk with me miles on end Be plain and never pretend A cynic who would blend But to me be a kindred A spirit that knows me Keep me and my secrets just as I would  To the very end

I know what it feels like not to breathe And wished the suffocation lasted longer Not to die but for the massive bliss Temporary comfort amid great risk An incomparable high Almost as sweet as true love, or maybe it is I need to let your soul heal Let you know if this is the path you really want There are scars that threaten to last forever But amaze you how they heal But there are those burns that appear better But they never stop burning There are times that you think it is a simple dive But you find you are drowning  When you break free Just like when you are intoxicated with euphoria The freerer you feel the more you are hooked It is just life and choices No one is coming out as they came Everyone is scathed 

I don't know many things I hold on to hope as I try Putting everything into it I fall and rise pressing on Little by little I forge The dream is far ahead Far from my nature and character But  I forge myself each day As I forge forward Even if it is lost in the days I am happy to try

Stupor Thoughtful and thoughtless thoughts Dancing like a couple in a meek wedding Waning  Disappointing armourous emotions

A million words would not sound you out You inspire this feeling that makes me want to shout Priceless I choose to write Sound my heart unequivocally a cross life and time That it may never be forgotten that I loved And deeply so How I chanced upon you I can't tell But it must have been written in the stars That you will be the healer of my scars That love I will find on a mountain so high That flying would never be easy But splendor that is to die for This is a little loco Somehow it feels like I need your permission to breathe You leave me breathless in a nice way But this breathless is terrifying when you are away Delicate noble one you smashed me, a monster who would not break In the heat of everythig and in the rain of love A zillion flames would not melt me What is hotter than your presence and cuteness What is colder than your absence and silence How would my heart not crack in such a switch What would forge me back if not the enchanting flames of your love  In all worlds I ...

Fickle desire to be better than me never leaves A strong feeling that I could be better than me never fades A longing for the unreachable But I never stopped living some else's dream Sometimes, my own nightmare of stagnation Dressed for the play of success Plain act of success Yet far from it I feel perfect in these costumes I don't intend to get rid of them The splendid illusory backdrop of grandeur   Hiding and covering the fear of being an imposter Yeah! A lie I will not get rid of this act I want to ochestrate an eulogy  A fiction of sorts Maybe an allegory of my life Yes It is another moment Face painted glee The clawn is dressed for another day Another show Amusing! Isn't it? How beutiful a smile of despondency can look

One day we will hope we made more friends than money Today we wish we make more money than friends I wonder what is sensible Unfortunately they are connected

A million words would not make my world Just a single word from my love Your sigh is my healer What you say is could be my killer Baby let me hold your waist I am afraid this longing is to great I cant wait In my heart I have been carrying this weight Let it be today Baby let us dance to night Can I hold you a little tight Just a little so it would not hurt I cant promise tomorrow Just now I am sure I can count This feeling is right And my heart is tingling to the marrow My heart can't promise But tonight you are my perfect one Forever may be too far Tonight is just enough my soul mate

Why is it easy to see the invisible The things that people have not done Things that make humans divisible But not things that make us one The things that make all visible The little things that have been done The things that have it possible To even dream of a want

Bright and dark Are the colours of the heart Stories are written from the depths of either Until one is lost Nothing is beautiful in the heart Tears of the heart are beautiful As beautiful as the laughter The lost are the found The found may never be the lost The never lost are lost Lost never to be found The seeker has no map Just desire and despair Dancing the eternal dance Of yin and Yang 

Tearing a piece of a flacid heart To clean the the tears This hurt Grief never leaves, A longing that would never go Wound cut deeper that time would heal Child forced to adulthood Amid a lingering longing to be a teenager for a little longer Powerless before spite Weaknesses before this breathing drug That seems to call A longing for this feeling for a second more Fooooool wake up! A voice calls A tear  falls The child closes his eyes The teenager would not grow Despite the fervent promise  The teenager would not grow 

Sometimes all you need is to be gone To give up to the last fragment of the bone All that makes sense is to be done To feel totally on your own To sink into the sorrow To give in to despair Reach the rock bottom  Then rise a new

I have stopped waiting I have started living Living doing the best that I can I hoped you would see and the world would clap But sometimes a man is his own team cheerleader That is the only way to move forward Sometimes it is just the joy of it Sometimes it is the hope Sometimes it is a longing And sometimes it is really nothing But something has to keep the dream going And that is the man in the man

What if you knew your weaknesses But also knew your strengths so close What if you spent more time thinking of your strengths than weaknesses What if you put more time to work on your strengths A little time thinking of your weaknesses How would your world be?

Life like wildflowers bloom everywhere Love here, hope there Ambition somewhere Dreams as illusory are  even further 

Winds and storm form The broth of trouble foam I wish to have strength  to stand When it is truly difficult to understand Irkisome days I wish to withstand Maybe on my own Alone in the cold Heartfelt sentiments are swept by scarcity I wish to meet a kindred soul A soft and sweet spirit that would feel how I feel The kind that would stand with me in the rain Even if fire was lit in that bloody rain Stand in the cold Cold gales of life Make sense of the incredulous However, I think this is overthinking There is no soul like that Not perfectly Yin and Yang Lost my strength But I wish to rise like a phoenix One should teach me the trick How to pick the pieces of a broken heart How to find wisdom in the middle of lovely foolishness How to mend the past Undo the did Learn how to forgive those who have not done me wrong Most importantly forget If not Live with a lost self