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Knife

Just because you don’t see, doesn’t mean I don’t bleed

Just because I smile, doesn’t mean I’m fine

I’m covered with insecurities and every single day is a fight to stay alive

This knife, this invisible knife, it cuts deep and everyday I struggle to breathe.

-Maria Michaela-

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Finally Happier

You caught me by surprise and I didn’t know any better

There was peace in your eyes

And I knew

You were happier

Finally happier

I kissed the rain goodbye

I told the grey skies to go

I was done being sad and blue

The rainbow and sunshine have come

Hello! Hello!

Hello me

Hello you

Hello sunrise

And hello morning dew.

Hello trees with leaves so green

Hello clear sky that is so blue

Hello birds happily chirping

And hello to each day that’s new.

I Never Knew Him…

….I never knew the sound of his voice

….The sound of his laughter, which could be music or noise

I never knew his likes, dislikes

….His favorite movie or color

….His smell and odor

I never got the chance and I never will

A Title Is Needed

I am no poet and this is no poetry 

I write no songs, I share no story

I am mortal and yes I worry

About life, about love

About the moon and stars above
But I am no poet as you can see

I just write whatever comes to me

Easy Love

If loving was easy

If to be loved were all that

Then why are there people 

Who still feel lonely all the time?

I’m Almost There

I’m nearing the end

I can almost see it now

And when it comes my exit won’t be dramatic

I’ll try to make it artistic

The last post is almost there

I Could Break

I could bend

I could end

I could give up and mess up

And I could just stop
Or quit

But I won’t 

Not even if I could break

Ang imong nawng akong gusto makita
Mga adlaw nga wala ka, haskang sakita!

Ang imong tingog gusto nakong mabati
Mo tawag kanako, mo sangpit

Hain na? Hain ka na?
Pauli na, anhi na

Your face is what I want to see
Days when you’re not hear, pains me

Your voice is what I want to hear
Calling me, longing

Where? Where are you?
Come home, here

The Darkest Tunnel

Find yourself in the Chaos

Kas Writes

From Photography to Poetry. From Tea to Travel. From late night study to Lifestyle. Follow me as I try spread positivity and love through words and pictures.

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!

johncoyote

Poetry, story and real life.

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