Thoughts by the water

I was running with my sister earlier and I looked at the water though oh so nasty in the day time. At night it look quite good, its the way the light reflect on it and the ripple effect from the breeze. We keep walking we had stopped running then and I saw a white bird fly so close to the water yet without touching it and I felt like I can sit here all night and write but I wish Teddy was here to see it and enjoy it too. I miss him. Looking at the water this is what came to mind:

Her spirits floats on the water
Bird flew so close
That it snatched her soul
Her face became faint in my vision
There was a drop of water that came from the sky
It was as if she was crying
Tears I couldn't decipher when blend in with the water
I watch as the bird continues its flight
To the sky unknown to me
It white feathers showed her pureness
Dear mother oh how I wish I can see your face one more time
Hear your tender voice one last time
As the years go by the fainter you become in my memory
With just three pictures I paint your face again in my mind
Your gracefulness never forgotten
Your tender spirit surrounds me so smoothly
Though at times your face gets faint
I paint you with my words
I frame you with my heart
I shield you with my soul
There's only so much I can do
I hold you so dear in my heart
Like you held me when I was a baby
As the years go by your touch no longer lingers
When I look in the mirror your reflection looks at me with so much
love
I embrace your tender eyes in the mirror
Yet I reflect daddy's pain
If only I held tighter

Je me manque maman

The coldest hour of the night

Sleeping tight... thoughts of him lingers on my mind
As I drift away to a place where I can still feel his fingers tracing my body
Leaving a mark on my soul
With just one touch there's so much it does to me
I turn to face the wall
Memories flooding my mind
Pain shudder my heart
As I sleep,I feel a tear roll down my face
It was cold, made me shiver
That's my coldest hour of the night it's like 4 or 5
Not sure what number it is I'm dazed
Feeling the shivers dominating my body
I wrap myself tighter in my blanket
And my mind lingers back to him
I slightly open my eyes
I see his tall lenient figure in the dark
He steps closer to me and lay next to me
His body radiates warmth
He wraps his arms around me
I no longer feel cold
I drift back into a slight "tabula rasa" with only him in mind
I sleep soundly
When I woke up his warmth was there but he wasn't
Yet I still feel his presence
Coldest hour of the night was when I realized that he wa...

Delicate

I'm as delicate as a flower yet I'm as harsh as harsh can be
I look like a butterfly yet sting like a bee
I can be smooth as smooth can be but yet just as rough
I'm delicate but I don't carry myself like I'm breakable
I'm not glass so I don't break
I'm not sugar or salt so I don't melt
Bu who I am is: The delicacy of my mother,The pride of my father... the list goes on... But I am never that flower whom you say have an odor
For you see I have a scent
I tingle your nose with my scent
My scent you quite can't put a word to it
I'm a delicate flower that doesn't wither away so easy

Unspoken

I've set my foot down on the things I want to accomplish
I've shed a lot of tears for all the mountains I've climb
The ones I've lost most dear to my heart...
They are unspoken
But they are written on a tablet in my heart
Forever engraved in my memory
Gone but never forgotten..
Unspoken but yet felt through the words I write of you
I will let the whole world know now that i've gained the courage to speak your name without a tear
Unspoken but yet known...
I love you and no one can ever take your places..
R.I.P Mom and Dad

Illusion

Sitting having a conversation about my writing
When I write I try to disguise as much as possible
See the things is I only want my audience to see what I want them too
That's what most writers do
They want you to figure out what's real and what's not
Writing is a form of illusion to me because you only see what is presented to you nothing more or less
My writing is an illusion
but sometimes read between the lines...
You will discover...

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I stand on the porch...hands on my face
waiting for his lean figure to appear outta the sun
Sweet summer night we await
Never wanting to depart
for "parting is such sweet sorrow"
As the rain fall my tears blend in
As times goes by though it fly by too fast
I wish I can suspend time
'Cause I'm so mesmerize by your beautiful brown eyes
Look in my eyes and you'll see shooting stars
That only happens when i look at you

Just because

I woke up this morning to Nicki Minaj part in Best I ever had so I already knew who signed on aim
Yesterday was a great day and I cant find enough words to describe the feelings my heart is overwhelmed with
Just because I had a great day I wanted the whole world to know

I hope it doesn't rain today...

I'm my MAXIMUM never your minimum

Got this far but yet you don't appreciate my effort
I put all of my blood out there but yet you never see it flow
it's like you don't even think that we have the same blood running through our vain
You never see eye to eye with me
Its like your mind is stuck on yesterday...
Living still when things used to be so easy
Being carefree... having to worry about anything
Must you do that to yourself...
Woman grow up and be phenomenal
Though you can never be phenomenal to me but to somebody else you can make a difference
Its hard to forgive you
But I'm on a journey to that path though I stray from it time
the hurt and pain always resurface when I try to forget what you did
And move on with what I have now...
Now you got me stuck on yesterday
But today I evolved...
I'm better than yesterday
I know for so long that I'm a maximum
But now I shout it for the whole world to hear
I'M MY MAXIMUM AND NEVER YOUR MINIMUM

In a crowd but all alone

Walking in the midst of warm body, vivid souls
Yet everything around me is moving at a speed I cant describe
I'm in a crowd but yet all alone
Somewhere my eyes set on you and as I walk down this path
On a journey to forgive those who have done me wrong, love those who love me, help those who need help...
Trying to be sociologically mindful here...
All I feel is nothing but warmth with no meaning..
Its like layin on the bed reaching for someone who is no there
Reality sets in and I grab the pillow and whisper your name
I look out the window and whisper sweet things so the wind can carry them to you
I used to feel nothing but now I feel the conture of your body next time
I am not in this journey alone
Its us versus the world
we may lose a couple battles but we will win this war