Realms of poetry

God gave a gift to the world when you were born— a person who loves, who cares, who sees a person's need and fills it, who encourages and lifts people up, who spends energy on others rather than herself, someone who touches each life she enters, and makes a difference in the world, because ripples of kindness flow outward as each person you have touched, touches others. But I hate you. Yes I do. From the darkest bottom of my heart, I hate you. I hate you for making me love you more than any other creature. I hate you for erasing my memory with your warming memories.  I hate you seriously for making my heart beat faster than it should. I hate my unquenchable love for you, well done, you set my heart on fire.  I hate you for stealing my heart’s sadness and replacing it with so much joy and hope that I feel like an immortal. Your selfishness has locked my heart and memory to all things but you.  I hate that I love you. I have met ladies in and around this ...

A smile was just good enough Despite all the scars left on her soul walking gorgeously to the alter Tears flood down my cheeks Thinking aloud Of how a wounded soul found such trust in my spirit To seek safety forever  till death set us apart Broken I found her  Embracing her on every side knowing she was lost . Her feelings were sacred To my intentions And praying never to crucify them She possess all To be called a virtuous one And in her imperfections I saw all the hurtings She struggle to let go Yes, a smile was just enough When she agreed to walk down  the aisle with me Despite all the bitterness in her voice She vowed never to see me through what she went through She is beautiful There is something special inside That never exist in the past Her inner being was like A sanctuary  built in fire What every man crave for Under the voice of their need But can't find the beauty in their scars Even if it's laid at their doors...