(*Disclaimer* This poem is about trying hard in life so when its time to go, we are proud)
Since I have been gone there has been none.
Since I’ve been gone there has been shadows around the light,
Since I’ve been gone there has been heat,
Since I’ve been gone there has been levels of sadness,
Since I’ve been gone there has been levels of joy,
Since I’ve been gone there has been hunger.
But, since I’ve been gone there has been honor.
No body knows what we leave behind,
No body knows what is wrought in our lives,
No body knows, No body knows the
right or wrong when we pass by life
and the time has come to leave.
I can only know the time for me to go
when righteous beings finally crown me
Once I can I fly with my wings,
I can watch around the people
since I’ve been gone.
(No body knows when its time to go until its too late. Then, we find out its time to go. I don’t when my time will be, but I can only try as best as I can until the time is ready for me.)
Love is a two way street,
Love is a two way street
One side is platonic
the other side is romantic
Some choose platonic
while others choose romantic
every one has preferences
of what they like
and what they don’t like.
Some people can live there
whole live with platonic love
with ease of fulfillment.
Not engaging in any romance
and can be full of solitude.
The right thing comes from
those who decide within
their heart what is best for
himself or her to decide
the situation fitted for them.
Find your joy wherever
it may be and
take the honor upon yourself
to accept your joy,
whatever it may be.
posting again soon,