kamryn chew Poems

Falling leaves off barren trees
Whispering wind a haunting end
To sweet, sweet summer
Kisses goodbye time to cry
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I hang my heart from your hope tree
I close my eyes and pray to see
You reach up there and pluck it down
And grasp it softly in your hand
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I met a man who illuminated my midnight sky
A burst of hope - my soul began to soar high
With few words from his lips, I ascended Draco's wing
Into the majestic light of the lovely Peregrine
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simply the wind
blowing lazily through my hair
a slight ray of sunlight
casting warmth upon my face
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I will utter my words of wisdom
For those few who will listen
I write these lines- a shout of hope
But I fade away into oblivion
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flying on false hopes


great highs great lows
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I often find myself disappointed with humanity. Its seems that no one can stay together anymore. Although most of you who read my writings know what I wish for and may think it is a little far fetched, I can not help but to want it. I see people's relationships and even marriages falling to pieces all around me. I see disappointment in people's eyes like a plague.
I find it hard to believe that people find it so difficult to simply be faithful. To love one person with all your heart. Is that so much to ask? To treat one another with respect? To just spend your life with one person? I think not. But so many find it to be a problem.
It is the selfishness of each and every one person that effects the relationship. Give in, people! For heaven's sake, don't pick fights. Try for a change to please someone other than yourself. Love is a splendid thing, when two people give it their all.
Life is a gift. Love is a gift, but once it is given, you must work hard to keep it. It is not hard to love someone. To respect someone enough to treat them well. Everyone deserves happily ever after. What makes you think you have the right to deny someone else's?
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I aspire.
The world is full of people who have aspirations. Many are great ones, such as saving lives or finding ways to cure sickness. While these things are quite amazing, and I hold the utmost respect for those aspirations, I never felt the need to go so far, to venture into the responsibility of other people's lives.
My aspiration is only to be what someone else can not live without. To live the in the love story I will one day write. If only to live each day with someone that changes my life every moment we spend together. A man, who without words, inspires me to tell our story, to show the world that it is real. That a love like this is not a dream or a fantasy. I aspire to be another's someone.
Time and all other parts of my life stand completely still.. There is no turning back, for I know the way that I have come. If I had found it between there and here, surely here would not exist. I stand upon one side of a draw bridge, and I await the time when the other half will come and meet mine, the time when the halves will connect. When the other side becomes what inspires, instead of a simple aspiration. To be another's aspiration. To belong solely to another.
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Candle light fills the room.
The air of romance surrounds.
You know my heart.
It stirs alone, in the face of regret.
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the kindness of a stranger
the eagerness of the lonely
a sort of hollowed hope
that settles upon the soul
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