Paris, poems, Richnightson

Don’t Be Stupid..

Somebody who truly loves you, will never make you questioning their loves,

Cz as what you always do, you always want to show them your loves, they will always want to make you can feel it too..

Somebody who truly loves you, will always put you in their priority,

As what you always make them as your priority too..
Somebody who truly loves you, will always see you and your relationship more valuable and big important than any problems that you should face together.

Somebody who truly loves you will always do effort and fight for your love,

Cz its more easy for somebody to leave than keep stay along.

Somebody who truly loves you should be somebody who always say “US”

Not again “me or you”.

If you sure already doing your part really well, but they dont.
Just pray, to being strong.

Dont be sad, dont be stupid too.

Take decision. Leave them.

You just will lose somebody who didn’t love you.

Or maybe just somebody who only used you.

But them, will lose somebody who really love them.

They will search you inside anybody else.
But you won’t be found.

Richnightson, Sous le ciel Parisien

Ya Basta el Tiempo..

theres time to stop for everything.

theres time to stop to think.

theres time to stop to talk and walk.

theres time to stop to stalk.

theres time to stop to read and play.

theres time to stop and go away.

theres time to stop to wait and see.

theres time to stop for us or we.

theres time to stop to lied and swear.

theres time to stop and not go there.

theres time to stop to the born and dies.

theres time to stop that beautiful lies.

Meine Schatz, Richnightson

Meine Schatzi, Laily…

Just like years are passing by with days..
and in my hand your hand is placed..

a knowing smile crosses your face..

a simple touch can still make my heart race..

When I can see my soul in your eyes..

and you see your soul in mine we realize..

that a love so deep can harbor no lies..

where our only tears shed were happy tears we’ve cried..

I love you as much now as I ever did before..

if possible,, I may even love you more..

all starting from a feeling we did not ignore..

a feeling of connection we chose to explore..

I don’t know what it is that you saw in me..

what I saw in you was the most happiness that can ever be..

even more so on the day when you and I became “We”…

I can still smile and say with love and truth : I love you beyond and infinity… ❤️
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Ps : May u have a blessed morning, Baby.. 😘

poems, Richnightson

2 Hours and Half will be..

2 hours and half.. will be.

its not as simple as what you see.

theres some fight settle down with faith..

theres some dreams created beautifuly.


2 hours and half.. will be.
its not as short as what you think..

there’s 90 days of waited..

there’s two hearts whose devoted reminiscing..


2 hours and half.. Will be.

Its not as easy as what you wish..

There’s trial of believed that ask an accomplish.

Magicaly..

Freaky..

Unconditionaly.

But sometimes weaks.

2 hours and half.. Will be.

How it gonna be ?

Like waiting in the corner of the moon..

Looking some crumb of miracle at the noon..

I’m numb.. You numb.

There’s silence prays from our lips fly high.

“God please, God please..” Could be might.

2 hours and half.. Will be.

What we are going to be ?

Will we just soak in God scene,

And peacely enjoying all in the grin…?

Or that 2 hours and half maybe,

Never going….

.To be….