The Message

10/09/2025

13/05/2025

To My Woman

[Before you, I was whole enough to survive—
but with you, I learned how it feels to truly live.]

The day we met, the world felt right,
A missing piece fell into light.
You smiled—and something in me knew,
My heart had always searched for you.

You make me better, help me grow,
In ways I never thought I’d know.
You calm the storms I used to hide,
And love the flaws I kept inside.

I came too late to be your first,
But time has never dulled my thirst—
For every last to be with you,
In all we say, in all we do.

No fancy vows, no perfect plan,
Just every day—your hand, your span.
I love you more than words can prove,
In quiet strength and steady love.

13/05/2025

To My First Love

[Before I knew love, I found you—
and with you, I discovered what it means to truly belong.]

The day we met, the world stood still,
A quiet heart began to fill.
You smiled—and in that moment's grace,
I knew I'd found my safest place.
I fell in love the moment I heard
Your nickname, soft as whispered word.
It called my soul, it pulled me near,
A love so pure, I hold so dear.
We wrote in love letters, each one true,
Kept safe for years, just me and you.
They spoke of dreams, and hopes, and time—
Our love, our hearts, forever intertwined.
You’ve shaped the man I’ve grown to be,
With strength, with trust, and loyalty.
You’ve seen my joy, my deepest smile,
And walked with me through every mile.
You were my first, my sacred start,
The truest keeper of my heart.
And though life’s chapters still unfold,
Your name is written deep in gold.
No perfect vows, no grand display,
Just showing up, day after day.
I love you more than words can prove—
My anchor, my first, my steady love.

13/05/2025

The Unknown Treasure Chest
By: A|N

Life is full of doubtness,
Everything you seek is under blindedness.
It's always exciting to feel happiness,
Associated with unpredictable sadness.

Everytime we walk towards the path of willingness,
Alongside with some people who are lack of truthfulness.
It catches our attention like we're lack of tenderness,
If we missed something we're judged by carelessness.

The rain of sorrow that conquers our calmness,
A challenge that pushes our open mindedness.
The curiosity that pushes our humbleness,
A matter that must be kept inside the chest without soundness.

It's a sin to deliver words with sweetness,
In a medium without even a single witness.
It's not the fact that I'm under mental illness,
But it's because I fear to taste bitterness.