Poetry collection of 2023 

Thinking in my mind, These answers are challenging to unwind

Cars line up like dominos. One behind the other

Love is complex, Or unexplainable, Nothing about it makes sense

Love is complex, Or unexplainable, Nothing about it makes sense, Or is reasonable.

The fields were green, The sky serene, The farmer keen, To start the routine,

Hot air balloons parked in the airspace, Nature surrounding is tranquil, The animal kingdom is crucial, For the earth circle to be sustainable,

What is my identity, Contradicting thoughts, Live in my brain, I don't know who I am, And don't know where I belong,

You can use pink, To write in cursive ink, Decorate your house this colour Or even your basin sink,

We are here to help you, They say, Prescribing me more pills to numb the pain, I gulp the water down my throat, And go sleep the day away,

The office was quiet, Tame and calm, People shortly arrived, And chatted over coffee,

It is four in the morning, My mind is boring, Finding difficultly to sleep, While the traffic cars beep,

Running out of ideas, The concept is unclear, The wonder in my imagination, Has dissolved in thin air,

Left feeling lonely, No one understands me, Paying the desolated price, These feelings have happened more than twice, My soul feels cold like ice,

You lie to me daily, My home is no longer my safety, You promise me constantly, And I fall victim to this frequently,

Relationships are full of arbitrary decisions , There is no logical reason why a person would return, It hurts me every time I get disappointed, However, I find my soul redirected to you all over again, a fool stuck in this cycle, Being given empty promises, That will never come true, Unable to leave you, Because I care about you, You have abused my loyalty, Knowing well the tenderness I have for you, A wave of tears escapes my eye, My heart endures the pain, clueless and debilitated, The conflict continues, Left alone in my glum, Coming to the conclusion, It is time to end this love, It is better-off to become a dove.

You don’t deserve my energy, Consistently, you are draining me. It cost you less than a dime, To give me some respect this time.

The fields are wide, The grass grows tall to the sky, The soil is rich, Minuscule mushrooms grow in between,

Thinking in my mind, These answers are challenging to unwind, I attempt to escape boredom, But this succeeds seldom.