Lack of activity is lack of life

I envy you and your love,
Your passion and your cheer,
You are like sunshine,
You radiate happiness,

But what do I know about your?
Just mere trinkets you shared,
Not your life or your story,
Not your past or your plans.

I decided when I thought about it,
Instead of envying you,
I asked why you’re happy,
I realize, I should learn from you.

You live your passion everyday,
With what you do and what you achieve,
And what was wrong was actually me,
What I thought and my delusions.

I analysed and found my problem,
My inaction was my lack of happiness,
I should be active and passionate,
With the things I want and yearn for.

So I thank you with this poem,
For showing me your happiness,
For letting me learn my mistake,
I should live as active as I can.


When I forget

At one point in future,
Even if I treasure our “now”,
I will forget about us,
What we did and talked about.

I don’t keep a journal of today,
And I don’t take a lot of pictures,
My memory has always been faulty,
But I don’t want to forget you.

I want to remember how we are,
What we love and hate,
The things we shared,
And the feelings we felt.

I treasure you and our time,
And no matter how much I forget,
Please remind me and tell me our stories,
What happened and who I was.

Please remember me,
Even when the day comes,
When I forget us, and I forget me,
Please remind me of the me you knew.

Short term cures

I need a bubble bath,
To soothe my rage,
To soothe my sadness,
To make me feel better.

I want to hide in a cozy corner,
Read a book all day today,
To not get out of my bed,
To feel happy things I lack.

Give me a pet to love,
To know that I am needed,
To feel that I am wanted,
To be cuddled and soothed.

I want a jar of happiness,
To pass it around and share,
Because I know that right now,
I am not the only one who is sad.