When God decided
You should be born
It didn’t mean you’ll have what you need.
For some, he gifted people and things,
For others, altruism, loneliness and pain.
Good people who do not do harm
He decided should be resource to others to use.
Those who are unable to cherish his gift
He rejoices in like with his prodigal son.
When God decided what your fate shall be
You had no choice
And you struggled in vain.
He may have something good in store for you as well
But you may expire until you get there.
And if ever your needs should be met
You’re too old the joy of the moment to count
Too tired of waiting a lifetime for what others always had.
Valentines are for others
Who never felt the truth,
Who had no love in their hearts,
Who never wanted YOU.
You said the words
But still walked away.
I gift you my tears
On Valentine’s Day.
I look at my SELF in the mirror and I feel proud
My behaviour shouts me out loud.
The words describing me won’t be praise
Truth, honesty, empathy, love to give out I was raised.
I’m different from all those I got to know and did me harm
Who used my good nature then, suddenly, forgot the charm
The magic of being truely loved
May they never get another chance from God.
I stopped giving out my soul
People tread on it like it were dust.
I stopped hoping there’s left
Some decency in a world of lying and mistrust.
I stopped praying coz it seems
God has forgotten me like you… feels
Futile to hope in vain
Solitude is the only gain.
Late at night i cried my heart
Sleepless dozens of nights i prayed you might
Grow a soul by the morrow
So that i haven’t drowned in vain in sorrow.
The morrow came mute as you are
The story ended without good bye.
You stole my life and killed your love one day
Like a coward, deaf and dumb,
Forcing me to become…numb.
I have been your creation for half a century now
Led my life in honesty and love, it’s all i know how,
Of people who used me, then dumped me in such cruel way
Never wanted riches, humble was my every day.
You gifted me and left me to dry
The pain made me bitter, i wished to die.
You may not like it but shouldn’t be surprised
That, when you torture good people, they lose faith in Thy.
It’s only natural to give in when they beg you in vain.
You should love all your children the same.
I’m done begging and have one wish left:
That i shall get used to the loneliness.
One of the few
Who trusted you true.
Looonnnngggg waiting of something that never happens or happens so late you cannot enjoy it.
Infinite hope that if you do your best and are the best you can be, your needs will be fulfilled.
Fortune playing tricks on you and your life never being a choice you failed to make.
Endless dissapointment in God and humanity.
How many times you prayed in vain,
On the verge of madness hoping God will listen?
People let you down all of your life
Enough pain you had for seven lives.
Longing, hoping, trusting, loving with all your might
Ended up in loneliness and broken heart.
Sounds of your tears didn’t reach Heaven
Sounds of your voice remained echoless and baren.
The being could be a creature full of wonder
If he did not give himself to the one under.
The being could be a model of humanity
If he did not forget normality.
The being could be loving, tender and caring
If selfishness and ego would not be his bearing.
The world could be a much better place
If people were human not inhuman beasts.
Memories look like you
Memories taste like you
Memories feel like you
When times were new.
Memories are all I have
Times have passed and I can’t get
Used to the silence of your voice
As if I had any other choice.
When destiny plays hurtful tricks
One cannot fight enough to win.
Memories feel like when
I was you and we were us
For that special moment in time
When i was everything you ever wanted
You weren’t afraid to tell and show
What in your heart you felt I needed to know.