She loves to measure width and height,
But she’s afraid to calculate the area right.
She wants to be held in perfect arms,
But fears losing herself, her figure, her charms.
RSD
She loves to measure width and height,
But she’s afraid to calculate the area right.
She wants to be held in perfect arms,
But fears losing herself, her figure, her charms.
RSD
A little woman in my arms,
Feels like I’m drifting among the stars.
I left rice on the stove, burnt to charcoal,
While I was busy filling her glass, heart and soul.
The door was unlocked,
And the wind was knocking on the window.
She wanted someone to break through the walls,
To let her be free, to feel the world call.
RSD
When I lived on rent,
Nights blurred in bars, clubs, meetups,
Spending money on women,
Killing time, wooing with empty pockets.
Chasing dreams of settling down,
Each one asked for a house, bank balance,
A car, investments—
Things I didn’t have.
Rejected, dejected, cast aside,
Until the day I claimed my own space.
No more drinking, no more fleeting dates,
Just me, embracing my sanctuary.
I spend my days
Decorating these four walls,
Sliding across the floor as I mop,
Roaming freely, bare and unguarded.
Hours drift by in the bath,
Coffee in hand, I rest on the bed,
On the floor, wrapped in my own peace.
No time for old pursuits,
This is the life I hadn’t known I craved.
The emptiness filled itself,
No longer haunted by what I thought I lacked.
A girl may not complete your life
Without the trappings of success—
But a home can complete your life,
Without anyone else at all.
The beauty of a house,
Surpasses and outlasts
The fleeting charm of any other.
RSD
You and I
Like earth and sky,
So vast the distance,
Yet we never hide.
RSD
I scream in my dreams, where no one can hear,
For the tears I suppress when the day draws near.
I chose a man, thinking we’d build our own sky,
But he sought only my body, never asking why.
He won’t look beneath the skin where I hide,
The scars, the fears, the pain inside.
I hide my sorrow from a world so cold,
Afraid they’ll see I’m not strong, not bold.
In silence, I carry this heavy weight,
Longing for love, but finding only fate.
RSD
The heart’s not made to find love and fall,
But to challenge the mind, yet nourish it all.
The eyes aren’t meant just to gaze on her face,
But to seize the chances others won’t embrace.
Marriage isn’t sharing a bed and a name,
But raising children and shaping a frame—
A world where women walk without fear,
And safety and kindness always draw near.
RSD
Each of us stands strong,
Alone, we are a2 and b2,
But together, it is a2+b2.
Our love multiplies,
Twice the strength, 2ab,
A union that grows,
As we add to each other—
We two, our two,
Complete as one.
RSD
You are the first,
and the last—
the only one
for whom my heart and mind unite.
My heart beats your name,
my mind dreams your face,
in perfect harmony,
for you alone.
RSD
Night brings
the moon, stars, stories,
and dreams—
a chance to reflect,
to mend mistakes,
to return to roots
we’ve forgotten by day.
But its quiet truth whispers:
we are fragile,
we are weak.
We search for solace,
for a lap, a place
to lay our heads,
for peace
beneath the stars.
Evolution is the dawn,
where one journey ends
and another begins.
Your eyes—
the point in this shifting world
where my heart makes sharp turns,
guiding me through the dimensions of love.
In this fleeting world
where oceans, rivers, trees
all fade with time,
I dream of building a house for us,
strong and enduring,
where I can see you reflected
in mirrors, in ponds.
A house that will stand for generations,
carrying our story through the ages
like the bones of dinosaurs,
a testament to the journey
we began in this ever-evolving world.
Only tales like ours survive
to teach the history of love
across time.