Someone loves everything you hate about you.

Her smile is like the promise of tomorrow.

She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

I twist like a sunflower at the sound of your voice.

I hate what's on my mind, the lost lover in me that still peels two oranges instead of one, just in case.

Not every poem leaves you alive.
Some are written to end you.

To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.

Man despises suffering,
yet without it, he is nothing.

Museum of failure or gallery of trying?

Hug me as if I were to die tomorrow, and hug me tomorrow as if I were back from the dead.

Flowers grow back, even after
they are stepped on.
So will you.

For us, the past is our only reality.

I met my younger self today,
I told him the dream is dead.
He asked which one, I laughed -
He left.

She’s the love letter that takes a lifetime to write.

I’ll brew you a cup of coffee, and you always try to steal a kiss in between.

I will be the poet,
and you will be the poetry.

Win as many hearts as you can,
for breaking hearts is no art.

A man can endure anything,
except the lack of meaning.

It’s not a metaphor, this ache.

In ruins, let hope ignite,
a flicker of madness, a beacon of light.
For in every heart, a desire to survive.

Learn to let go of what
does not ask to be held.