The place you grew up

The place you feel safe

The place you learned to walk

The place you felt the most safe

The place you went to sleep

The place you cuddle up in warmth

The house uou grew up in

Or the home you built for yourself

The house is just an object

But a home is where you are

I want to make my home with you

Even if we can't afford a house...

A desire

A flame

The scortching heat of the retreat

Running from love

Or burning with rage

The desires we feel deep with our hearts

The fire that burns within

Won’t let us settle for less

If desires are a flame,

Then I’m a wildfire

Burning with passion

That never wants to go out...

The things I wish I could forget

How much better I could see if I would not regret

The memories they haught me

It’s a burden I wish I could forget

But it’s burned in my mind

Etched into my memory

The burden of my memory that I wish I could forget...

The silent rustle in the air

The breath of trust floating still

Awaiting the day for all to see

The beauty of the silent wind

Whispers in the wind

To whisper secrets in our ears

We are all on the mend

Waiting to overcome our fears...

Every day is a start of something new

A fresh start an empty pot

Endless possibilities that could never be known

The potter with his clay

Shaping and moulding into something great

Something new

Never seen before

This is the endless possibilities of what you could become

Like the clay in the hands of a sculptor

The possibilities are limitless...

An element of life

It keeps things moving

You can’t see it but you know it’s there

The way the trees wave like they’re excited to see you

And the air whistles like a soft song in the air

The leaves are scattered across the ground

In a playful pattern of fun

It all comes together a fun part of life

As we sit together and let the wind blow through the night...

Coming and going

Striving to reach the end

Giving up your wants to satisfy your needs

Looking out for others

You forget about yourself

You smile as you come

And you smile as you go

The sacrifice you made

Brought more joy than pain in your life

It’s time to lay it all down

The greatest gift of all

A sacrifice...

The power house of life

It never stops working

Pumping life into your mind

It never gives up

Pumping life into your body

If left alone to die

It’ll take all your dreams with it

It pumps these thoughts into your mind

That you never want to forget

It wonders where you’ve gone

But it never gives up

It’s your biggest strength

Yet it’s your biggest weakness

Can end your life in a beat

Or keep you ali...

This time of year when things are new

The flowers blossom

and the spring unfolds

We clean out our houses

We clean up our homes

And restore the life in our eyes

That was lost to the coldness of winter

It’s the season for cleansing

It’s the season for life...

These are two haiku’s about the paradox of trust, being capable of great beauty and harm. Trust is a great thing when put in the right place but can lead to great destruction when placed on the wrong person. I hope you enjoy!

I Knew You

I Miss the real you

I Lost you

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I trust you

You broke me again

I hate you...