To Lara

in my dark world,

the wind of your light,

shall always shine,

every minute we spent together,

is like a treasure of gold,

in my mind's everlasting soul,

I value your love

 more than any metal or stone,

I enjoy your friendship,

like the sweet melody

of the most peaceful song,

I would not trade you,

for all the worth ,

of the planet Earth,

or to be the king,

of the entire Universe,

my dear sweet Lara,

you are a diamond,

in life's rough!!!!

6 pm

run through the fields of cotton,

where the flowers bloom and blossom,

and the garden are beautiful,

during the sun, and moon's,

light to behold,

it will make your eyes fold,

in its perfection!!!!

hope is dead

it does not matter what I say,

no one hears it anyway,

nor does it matter what I write,

no eyes ever give it sight,

everything just becomes lost,

left dead frozen like frost,

and so to dies my will,

leaving a void nothing can fill,

nothing I can drink,

no thoughts I can think,

not any colour of weed,

can fill my emptiness with what I need,

so I die in the empty arms,

of hope's senseless charm,

knowing she will forget,

and leave me to live in this shit,

of nothing, but grieve,

because she knows in her I will always believe,

because to her rules am always complying,

no matter how much it keeps me dying. 

I don't really know

am I worth your time?

in your mental state of mind,

because in the depths of mine,

your priceless, and shine,

like the light is divine,

you're perfect in every way I can define,

but to you am I worth a thought,

as if am the one you sought,

or maybe I ought,

to understand you're only a daydream,

my mind plays on me like a scheme,

but no matter how high the climb,

I always keep hope one day you'll be mine,

even if you are for a short while,

my heart will know how it is to smile,

and every single mile,

be worth the pace,

just for that moment when we embrace.

two world theory

Dear my lovely readers,

I hope everyone's life is going fantastic, and you are in a state of peace.

So in the world we live in there are many theories one I support is the many worlds theory. what that means is there is not just this world, but many different worlds were the choices you did not make in the world is the choice you made in another, so in essence we never really make a choice, because we do every single choice we do each in a different world, for example a few years back the singer lily allen retired well in a parallel world she did not retire, but still in another parallel world her first album did not do well, so she never made another album and yet in another the same people that loved her hated her, and the people that hated her loved her.

In other worlds every possible result that could have taken place has in fact taken place, but we just live in the world with one result while in the other worlds the other results took place. it might not seem possible, but everything some how is. I could go more into this, but my mind is not working anymore

idk maybe am just tired from lack of sleep, so good night, but not really, because am not going to bed,

that is all for now,

I love you all deeply,your friend,

VPK

Her Lost Heart

she walks alone,

in search of her own,

ray of light,

through the day and night,

it all ends with a one night stand,

this was not the life she planned,

she was to be the queen,

but broken hearts is all she seen,

because her first love left her broken,

now no words spoken,

can ever do this unjust,

love does not exist, only lust,

lives in her broken soul,

were love she will never again know.

poems that are not good to me

one

please Fish for me,

in your  sea,

of peace, and tranquillity

hook me on your line,

so you be mine,

so I could be in peace,

with in my mind,

please do not throw me back,

so my feeling subtract,

keep me forever,

and let me go never.

two

I rest my head,

in the kingdom of broken hearts,

were my heart has been pierced,

by the arrows of rejection,

now I bleed to death,

since the day you left,

now with every breath,

that comes, and passes,

makes me feel lost,

among the broken hearted masses,

wishing you were here,

so my broken heart disappear.

three

I can't write,
that darkens my light,
my eyes can see,
yet I am blind,
my ear hear,
but they are deaf,
I live in fiction,
away from your truth,
but in the city of lies,
we found each other,
you are the paper,
to my pen,
without you all is  pretend,
in this hell,
you are my heaven.