Fireworks are my new Butterflies

Dear Fireworks:

The reason why I wake up in tears and go to sleep smiling. The joy I know to feel, to think, to see Fireworks in the most genuine way possibly. Fireworks, if I could I would’ve made things a lot different. Your glow, may have just brighten the sky but Fireworks you added a flame to my world that cannot be replaced. How you shoot yourself into the sky and into life in such a peaceful manner is breath taking.

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I-got’theBlues

This is a pretty old poem I wrote but I felt like my blog should feature it. And my poem lives on:

The time has expired
I swear.. “I” must retire
but the lust i have for you
is more than I acquire
I admire “Your” desire
to become my other fire…..
but I require….
your everlasting serenity
to become part of my identity
True enough you have bought
me to another thought…
my world is in a swirl
I cant seem to keep it together
it reminds me of the weather
without any predictions
the restrictions are my convictions
that make me wanna surrender
but I continue to wait
because this may be my fate….

I HAVE THE BLUES

Side Note: I may perform it next month in front of an audience. Currently looking for motivation.