more

there's gotta be more to life
more reasons to smile
to giggle

more ways for a rose to bloom
and a heart to break

more love
more sunshine
more rain

there's gotta be more to life

you
an oasis
in a desert
a summer
in the winter

an answer
to all the prayers

losing something so precious would be the stupidest thing to do

but heck

there's gotta be more to life

more

to my life

IMY. Will You "IMY" me too?

*this isnt a poem*

yuck.
is it blood?
damn.


am i dying already?
first there was the throbbing headache.
then the cold, like a thousand needle, pricking through my skin.

and
now my lips bleed.


i can taste the blood.
sweet.
kidding


when i die, i'll miss you.
will you "i miss you" me?


when i die, will you miss me?
will you think of me?
visit my grave?
cry?
pray for me?
bring flowers to me?
orchids are great

will you
talk to me?
talk to my grave?
keep my phone number?
that's daft

i miss you. i hope you miss me too
now that i'm still very much alive

(crap)

loving somebody quietly

i'm loving somebody

quietly

shhhh...

don't tell anybody

beautiful that love is

full of bliss

full of hope

fool's hope

of sunflower in the snow

and snow in the summer

full of giggling

full of smiling

full of happiness

like a dancing girl in the rain

well who cares

i'm loving somebody

quietly

what love is?



Fade

fade away i'd love to

from you i'll fade away

and away and away and away

somewhere you'll never find me

somewhere you'll never look

somewhere sun never die

and stars stay young

and when the night comes

it wouldn't have to feel so long

so dark

so gloom

and there would never be moonless night

somewhere there

i'll fade to one day

from you i'll fade away

Speak If You Can, What Are You?

the name is schu. schu attarmizi. keep that in thy mind.
poetry.art.literature.music.

nothing is, but what is not.
what you see about me, may not be true. may not be apparent. may be superficial. maybe false.

the greatest is behind.
i'm just schu attarmizi.