Grab yourself a cup of coffee and read my poetry
Sacha Celine Verheij
They Call It Magic
they call it magic a rainbow in the sky lightning up by the rain and the burning sun I wonder why we must hide our burning desire to love the same sex I call it magic I call it fire feelings I thought I could never have because no one in school taught me there's love like that as a woman you're supposed to fall in love with men oh how much I tried to be into them but there's something missing I feel it in the kissing it's empty and grey but when a woman touches mine it's full of colors almost divine it tastes like answers to questions I've unconsciously had all my life why I never felt butterflies when a boy smiled at me or when a guy asked me on a date I was looking at the wrong gender luckily, it's never too late to enter the world of love they call it magic a rainbow in the sky majestic colors lightning up by the rain and the burning sun this burning desire of mine I now choose no longer to hide from anyone
None Of Us
none of us really see things as they are we see things as we are none of us really feel the warmth of others we feel by choosing we are scared to be touched to let someone in because we've been disappointed before but if you don't let yourself be loved then what are you living for?
How it is to be mourning
time is not a measure for your pain grief is not a competition memories won't stay the same tears don't need permission rain it out not necessarily to be heard but for the illiterate world to see how it is to be mourning how you cry in the middle of the night because a memory came to your mind how you freeze by a mundane sight of another dad helping his child how you feel a snippet of his presence but all you've got is his absence how you scream but the world doesn't reply to your question why
She’s That Kind Of Cigarette
she's that kind of cigarette that tastes better than normal the one you put between your lips letting it kill you but her love makes you feel warm and lets you forget the damage she's causing
A New Home Of Your Own
as for now I feel lonely and alone it’s hard to build a new home of your own in a different city with no people around you I see many walking running and rushing their way through life how I wish to know to find a brief moment of connection stop neglecting my inner needs it only takes one good deed a smile to a stranger a greeting to a bus driver a compliment to a barista to start a conversation so that I no longer have to drink my morning coffee alone my daily walks in the shadows if I could just take a step outside my mind out of this lonely existence but it’s truly hard to find a new home of your own in a different city that I’m just getting to know
Slow Down
let’s slow down for a couple seconds appreciate the rich palette of your feelings embrace the landscape of your own brain let yourself be touched by the heartaches of life don’t ever worry for your grief to be too loud breathe it out to the rhythm of your loving heart
Remember to be kind to yourself
Sacha Celine Verheij