poem

You’re here, But I’m afraid to speak

Such intelligence is intimidating.
Though I wouldn’t speak at such High level in your presence,
I feel something that I haven’t felt in centuries.
Your costume used to matter.
Your costume isn’t important anymore.
I’m looking into you now.
Yes I know your color, and I know your dreams.
Insane we might say, but we are afraid.
Such is divine to all.
And it’s oblivious in your world.
Only if you knew
How your words move through me..
Slow and cold.
How your windows pierce through screens and fake masks.
I would clap louder.. but My hands would Bleed.
Then Again..
You deserve such sacrifice.


True Love

If I could show what a friend is all about…
I’d bring the necklace of trust and the
bracelet of respect.
If I could tell you what a mother ought to be
She’d wear dedication and strength as her
perfume.
If I had to show you what a lover is…
I’d show you that honey can come from lips
and paradise can be felt with your body.
But if I had to show you what true love is…
I’d show you that loving someone more than
yourself can make the heart the whitest,
purest silk that has been purified ten
thousand times in the essence of love.