True Love

Love is true
Love is you

Love is me
Love is lovely

There is no need they say,
The smell of an old cigarette
And the tapping on the oak floor
while sitting on the middle sofa
waiting for us to arrive

You are old now,
that’s what they say,
and your fragility scares me.
The colored freckles, the liver spots
that cover your skin,
fills you with memories,
Pale skin and your caramel eyes,
highlight your little smile,
that comes through when you see us.

I hate to see you like this,
At your small but pretty balcony,
With your beautiful crazy adventures,
that now are only memories,
as if you hadn’t forgotten
how to love.

My secret lives in my bed
I wear it on my head
It feels as soft as
Lying in the clouds
My secret feels like arriving home
On a Friday afternoon
It makes me want
Snuggle under the covers
It’s relaxing
It tastes as sweet and doughy
As biting into a
Freshly baked cake
It’s colour
Is cloudy white
Like a duvet,
You hide under
Enjoying it every night,
My pillow
When expressing my secret
It feels
As light
As cotton

World, deranged place
Where pain is felt
Many leave you aside
Those lack courage.

Time returns everything
Joy and sadness
As much as you’re alone
Raise your head

There’s people without money
Who drown at the end of month
They fall into the hole
Of misery and stress

Melancholy and suffering
Anxiety and anguish
The great punishment
Of those who have bad luck

I feel helpless
Seeing so much injustice
Daily Problems
Because of greed

My love for you is like the raging sea
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Through storm, wind, and heavy rain,
It will withstand every pain.
Our hearts are so pure and love so sweet
I love you more with every heartbeat!

Happiness
Share a smile
Make someone laugh
Simple acts of kindness are spectacular

So this year, try and make someone’s day
Your reward will be seeing them being happy

There was a boy named Danny
He didn’t not like his mother
But all she cared about was all for her son
and about his education.
He always left without saying goodbye but..
His mother still loved him

Love is tragic
Love is pain
You love someone and they say that they also love you
but after a while, they move on
they leave you there sitting and weeping, all alone
while they continue.
Then after a while, they come back and say
that they made a big mistake and ask you to stay.
It’s the same pattern over and over
It tricks and then it’s all over.

You must love your mother for every day your living.
Because you must know that she helped you survive,
through the ups and the downs,
through the stormy and through the bright.
She brought you home and she helped you grow.
Always love your mother every day in life
because one day there will be no more light.

family I love
in the valley of love
it’s not for some time
it’s for throughout and so long
I oh so love my family so much
I will forever stay with them
because they are my true support