Phil The Local Writer
Wabi- Sabi way of life
Phil The Local Writer
Wabi- Sabi way of life
Wabi- Sabi way of life
Wabi- Sabi way of life
Good morning Baby “she said
Something bout you calling me baby lightens up my insides “he said “
He wrote
A lot of butterflies leaving my belly
A lot of smiles when I look at my celly
With just a text this girl has been making me smile lately
She Lightens up my insides and makes me happy i think I am on molly
I hope it lasts I hope she keeps calling me baby
A lil something for you mi-lady
...
What is love ?,
No one really knows
We are all in constant search for an accurate response
Is it the feeling you get wen you look at her?
Or the unexplainable fact that you know it’s all wrong but prefer the pleasure-able pain?
I think it is to delight in her beauty so much so that all your defenses crumble .
But I don’t know .
What is love ?
Is it the preference to see the rights and ignore ...
Alienated and deserted
She feels alone
In fear of the unknown
She decides to stay at home
Rolled up in her sheets
She cries as she looks at his pics
Broken into pieces
Just like broken glass
Pieces of her heart scattered on the floor
And can not be put together no more
She was there by him during the crash
Felt his soul leave his body
She still remembers his voice
She still feels ...
Messages can be deleted
Memories will stay
Damian made me insane
Crushed my heart
Put me through pain
“Hey sera
I don’t know how to tell you this . I have a family and a kid. I won't like to continue this any more . It’s all about me and not you . You deserve better .
Pls don’t call me or text
I love my family and don’t wanna ruin it . “
Just like the wind carry the waters downhill
...
I still listen to our favorite song
Now alone
Still can’t forget the taste of your lips
And the curves on those hips
It’s always magic when we in those sheets
So many intimate memories
I thought I’d seen it all
Till I met you
So many fantasies
Coming to reality
demons I didn’t know I have
Creeping out my belly
I didn’t like u
I just thought you were cute
But I found myself drawing ...
Heavy is the pen
Underneath these beautiful notes
Underneath these beautiful verses
Is a writer consumed by ambition
Consumed by love for art and action
Trying to portray his struggle and battles
Through this pen
He has the power to create images in his head
But through the pen
He has a super power ,he is a hero
And his sword is a pen
Sometimes it gets heavy and the hand gets weary
Hea...