Let it be a good one

There are still moments when I wish you’d never left. Trust me, I miss you And need you to go on But if I must go on without you Let it be a good one.   @mena.poetry Foto: Ídem

I used to

I used to want to write Pick up my pen and Dress the naked page. I used to want To see the world and travel And step on every stone. I used to want to do The million things I had never done But time has made me cowardly, Complacent. Not all changes are good.... Leer más →

Sometimes you just need to run

Sometimes you just need to run, To heaven and back Admire the sky, the moon for a while And come back with rosy cheeks To see life as you did Back then With your pink dress And your matching ribbon.   @mena.poetry Foto: Ídem                

Because in the end

Because in the end, when push comes to shove, we are all a little bit damaged, in one way or another. Short tempered, paranoid, narcissistic, overexcited... There’s always something isn’t there?   @mena.poetry Foto: Ídem                

Selfish and unsure

Selfish and unsure, Eyes trembling With moonlight, She walks into The darkness Decided but ignorant Of what lies On the other side, But she knows It will be good for her.   @mena.poetry Foto: Ídem                

Horizon

I can only see our Horizon in moonlight. And it feels like the Longest day of my life Ever since our last Few hours of darkness. @mena.poetry Foto: Ídem                

Sometimes you just need to run

Sometimes you just need to run, To heaven and back Admire the sky, the moon for a while And come back with rosy cheeks To see life as you did Back then With your pink dress And your matching ribbon.   @mena.poetry Foto: Ídem                

Ginko

The old tree smiles back at me, I tried to forget, but when I'm locked in a room with my killer I cannot see their face I can't find a way out Though the old tree may offer Its never-ending branches I try to take one, but it snaps, My trust is thus wronged thrice,... Leer más →

Words that cannot be Echoed

Words that cannot be Echoed But can break a heart Nemesis is certainlly mellowed Her lesson is about to start Gazing his own reflection The fool could not understand That it was a false affection Forced by a powerful hand His fate was sealed by his believe That not one was worthy of his love... Leer más →

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