Ninety seven

My next work 
          1. Sinfully yours
          2. Where do they go,?

It was all in Neverland,
          Was anything we called ever planned?
          Cleanse in the land of fevered skies,
          We never belonged as those who’d give, but try.
          

I almost drown,
          Got drowned,
          Drown in your love.
          
          Tell the world how deep,
          How deep I dived there,
          Deeper than the Atlantic Ocean.
          Ocean.
          
          Blue, so blue,
          My heart was the blue.
          Colors, colors,
          Your heart was made with colors.
          
          Red, blue, yellow, green,
          Pinkish, pretty you.
          
          I almost drown in love,
          Finding the clues that showed colors
          Grey, white, black, and blue,
          Hiding in there with the shadows.
          
          Cry, cry, flowing with tears,
          Piercing through the petals of love.
          Love, love, blooming in love,
          Drowning again,
          Watching those signs with sorrows.
          
          Hoped high,
          Now I made me cry,
          Sheltering in a fallen house.
          
          Now I go.
          Where I go?
          I should have gone.
          Wish I could go,
          From here to there.
          
          Swimming in love,
          Not drowning again,
          Hoping to find you
          With my colors.
          

You never felt my presence I can tell just from the way you look. You simply watch Perhaps it feels like i was looking  at you  without a reason, And even you, Gaze at me in a strange way.
          
          Maybe you haven’t fallen for me, While every time I look at you, My heart feels pulled toward you.
          
          There was a special day, When I saw you standing on the path I always walked, And suddenly, I felt a stir in my heart, And you felt dear to me.
          
          Maybe I’m not someone special to you, But I can feel it from your gaze. While my eyes search for the shape of you, I get so restless. When I wait for weeks just for a single glance, So many untold stories gather inside me And perhaps you have no idea at all.
          
          That’s why, when you look at me, You look as if I am something strange to you. If only you had known, Maybe you would have looked at me with a little love.
          
          Even if I never had the courage to come forward and say it, These feelings I’ve kept for you Are captured in words. And maybe, they’ll fade away with me someday, Disappearing with time Lost in some day, some year.

How about we say "Some things are meant to be as we mean them to be."
          
          

You must’ve dreamt a lot,
          My arrival must have brought you so much joy.
          You and her must’ve laughed and lived in happiness.
          
          In the wait for my arrival, loneliness must have touched your heart.
          You must have thought,
          “I’ll be happy once they arrive.”
          
          The more I kept moving forward,
          The farther I must have gone.
          The closer you tried to come,
          The more distant I became.
          
          You must have expected so much happiness from me,
          But maybe love only grew
          while expectations turned to ash.
          
          Are you and she crying now, thinking it's all fate?
          Did the lack of joy touch your heart
          And bring tears?
          
          Maybe you've realized
          Love alone is not enough.
          
          I’m sad too,
          More than you, maybe.
          But the pain is heavier,
          Because I couldn’t even show it.
          
          Now my tears don’t fall anymore
          The ocean within has already emptied.
          Too many times
          I’ve pulled myself
          Farther and farther away.
          Being close only made my heart ache more.
          
          Still, I’m waiting for the day I can bring you joy.
          I keep searching paths,
          Looking for places where happiness is sold.
          I’ll bring it all ,love and smiles
          Wrapped in bundles.
          
          Wait for me, even if it takes time.
          Like this
          Even if you never ask me for happiness,
          I’ll give it to you.
          

Waking up every morning  
          Going to places you don't feel like
          Meeting up with people
          Catching up with their energy
          New ones or old ones
          I show them bubbles
          
          When will i  go home 
          Tired , what time is it
          Checking every minutes
          Laughing , gossiping
          Talking 
          Then checking what is left to done 
          Then silence
          And again with new laughter 
          
          
          Tired , what time is it 
          Ok almost almost
          Then Home
          Straight to bed, Laying for hours
          Doing nothing
          Thinking about the moments
           just passed
          What did i do, did i do good 
          Did they feel good 
          Or was i bad 
          Wish for tomorrow's well being

Hope
          Hope, a happy job of peoples,
          Hope, a destructive narration for love,
          Hope that distracts us from living in reality,
          Hope that gives us fake scenarios,
          Hope that hides truth from us,
          Hope we seek in everywhere.
          
          Some say hope is cruel,
          Some say hope is the thing we live for.
          
          Some say hope will kill us slowly,
          Some say it gives us hope, hope for living.
          
          Like we always say, every coin has two sides,
          Like our hope.
          For some, it's a gift, and for some, it's a burden of reality.