Lately, I've been feeling rather nostalgic, of the days I used to write, and of the days I was obsessed with rhyme. I started to wonder why and i found the reasons why. Poetry gave me a place to vent, a place to share and a place to dare...and because of that, I'm trying to go back, not to the rhythm and rhyme but to the meaning of words though I wouldn't mind if they flowed.
He loved me first, relentlessly
then He asked if I could love the same,
I said, I'll try
So, I have been trying ever since
Only I can do it while gazing at His eyes
When I look away I forget the promise that
I said I'll try
So, I have been gazing ever since
Only that I've stopped trying now
My gaze on Him changes me altogether
I said I'll try
So, now I've been loving ever since
