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pistachio Nov 2019
You in the cocoon
As you come in this world soon
Be kind, brave and strong
With wings many will love you
When worm no one will see you.
Sweet butterfly, heed my advice.
pistachio Dec 2018
Shall I leave of shall I stay?
I'm baffled to see you in dismay
If I stay you'll only yearn for me to wake up
If I leave, the days of yearning will probably come to a stop.
Undecided...Puzzled...Help her decide the next step.
pistachio Mar 2020
The trees and the earth
Both wear a scarlet gown
Tinged with tangerine
Never thought withering
Could be a time entrancing.
A tanka poem about autumn. :) Have a good read! :)
pistachio Dec 2018
The hands of the clock pierced through me
Akin to a sword sharp and trenchant
Every passing hour brings me to malady
My mind descends to naught each and every vanishing month.

They say antidote is the time
Mending the affliction of memories pernicious
But it's a venom, bane and crime
Extending my heart's hole cause by reminisce infectious.
The time didn't stitch my wounded heart. It perhaps created a bigger hole.
pistachio Dec 2018
I am your hostage
You locked me up inside a rusty, quaint cage
I can't move, I am tied
My heart's in hysteria, I could have died
I can't even utter a single word
My body's numb from this tight prickly chord
I have lost, I let myself get captivated
By romantic trifles that will never be reciprocated.
But still, I don't think I can get out of that cage.
pistachio Dec 2018
Wind dances from one to another
Disinterested of their gold and castle
A breeze comforting, so warm and gentle
I wish people too will cease with their selfish desire.

Wind caresses anyone's skin softly
Regardless if a person’s white or black
Can people too, befriend needlessly
of each color and races without giving any mock?

Wind rushes sometimes blustery
And other times soothing, balmy and tender
It blows as it is without judging a person’s faculty
Towards people it is impartial of their gender

Wind traverses to the freer space above
Unbiased, liberated and inspired
Let us all be like the wind filled with love
A love for everyone, a love to be admired.
Wind is warm. Wind is gentle. Can we all become like the wind?
pistachio Feb 2020
Oh sweet Clementine!
Come out behind those two glens
Sky is your runway
Show us your golden ball gown
Luster, radiant and dazzling

Beauty has no rest
Darkness knows no lacklustre
Heavens change its robe
A black silk with silver beads
Which glimmers breathtakingly.
A couple of tanka poems about day & night. :)
pistachio Jan 2020
My head's full but light
Like a wandering balloon
in a summer azure sky
Gazillion thoughts...
and worries...
and low whispers...
Bouncing into each other
like the very molecules
of the helium pumped inside
when heated or triggered
Can't catch up
with each drifting residents
of the mind palace
Now I can't pluck
which is which that I feel...
that I think about...
Guess I got to deflate now
But how?

Ah! I must sharpened
the tip of pencil,
and let it waltz
until it creates a hole
to let out the air,
for the congested line of thoughts
stranded in a gridlock
may escape the devouring
overcrowded chamber
of different musings.
pistachio Aug 2020
Dusts
Wistful
Dry powder
Of lost moments
Specks of melancholy and heartaches
A tetractys poem. Have a good read!
pistachio Apr 2019
Dusts
Wistful
Dry powder
Of lost moments
Specks of melancholy and heartaches
pistachio Jan 2019
Cerise fire blazing
Lethal yet so enchanting
Uncontrolled feelings
A haiku. :)
pistachio Apr 2020
Fleeting episodes
Comet's marigold brilliance
The night of firefly
Teal ocean waves' graceful sways
Lantern lights' dazzling glimmers

The first encounter
Evening rooftop hugs and talks
The late-night dances
Fleeting but never dying
Film tapes caged within my heart
Beautiful short sparkles stay for a long time. (A tanka poem)
pistachio Jan 2019
I fell foolishly
Onto flower-decked abyss
Bewitched by beauty
Another haiku :D
pistachio Dec 2018
He wore his tux, he looked so dapper
He bought her flowers redolent and lovely
Then he got to his car and drove a kilometer
When he got off, he took a breath deeply
He walked slowly and finally reached her
Then he kneeled and put the flower on her grave mournfully.
pistachio Dec 2018
Ground's bare but we two filled it
With footprints chasing each other heartily
But those were superseded past a minute
With footmarks of separating ways painfully.
Our footprints show the blissful start and sorrowful end of our love.
pistachio Nov 2019
Emerald flower
A beauty like no other
But you camouflaged
Doubted your sweet oddity
Seized by insecurity
pistachio Nov 2019
Emerge before me
Loom figure I long to see
Hallucination
pistachio Feb 2019
Night
Tiptoes
Raven hue
upside down floor
An umbra sprinkled by diamonds gleaming
Consoles all lonely sentimental souls
A poetry
In stars,
moon and
sky
A double tetractys poem.
pistachio Dec 2018
I want to be as pellucid as waterfalls
As limpid as clear glass
Transparent as windows between the walls
Translucent as a frosted glass
A case puzzling consulted to Sherlock Holmes
A noticed must-read tome
An idiom comprehended
A metaphor which meanings unravelled
But I'm a wall, thick and opaque
Not translucid and clear as a lake
So I guess no one will ever see through me
My thoughts
My being
My depression.
For the times when we need people to see through us during our fuliginous hours.
pistachio Nov 2019
Atop the green hill
Welcomed by glimmer of sea
Hugged by the warm breeze
Entertained by boats beyond
A time engraved in my heart.
Tranquility...silence...nature...nostalgia
pistachio Dec 2018
You are there, you are in front of me
I reached my hand towards your face
I do not want to wake up from this reverie
I do not want another moving on phase
But as I open my eyes I see agony
For you are not there in the first place
Reverie is a bittersweet thing.
pistachio Jan 2020
You are there, you are in front of me
I reached my hand towards your face
I do not want to wake up from this reverie
I do not want another moving on phase
But as I open my eyes I see agony
For you are not there in the first place
pistachio Feb 2019
She is a cave, a hidden gem
Onyx-colored chambers
and shallow caverns
Her world is dim,
quiet and lonesome
Patiently waiting
for her sun to come

But the path towards her
is never easy
So people come
and leave eventually
But some are worse,
they give up halfway
As soon as struggles
come on their way

Blades of grass,
sharp and antsy
Rocky floor,
exhausting and stumbling
With predators venomous,
hiding sneakily
Will you still love a girl
with a world exasperating?

So she never bothered to mend
the hole in her heart
So  people can come in,
to create memories
And so they can leave,
whenever they want to...
If they are afraid to catch
the cave who may fall apart.


It will take a real man
to conquer her
To see the beauty
residing inside her
The flowstones, stalactites
and stalagmites breath-taking
Or the undiscovered art forms
ever alluring and enchanting.
She's a cave. She's difficult to reach. But she created a hole in her heart so people can come in and people can leave whenever they want to.
(This is a poem inspired by a limestone cave in Philippines that we visited last Monday.)  :)
pistachio Feb 2019
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     .
     I
      am
    that
     land so
    barren with
     a dreary lonely
    life, seeking rain to
    end this strife. I am living
              in  nothingness. But there is        
     an oasis in my tear duct, fertile
      spot, an emotion still left in me
    keeping me alive, bringing back
     my will. I now know the point,
    the reason why they arrive,
    them tears in my life.
A shape poem. :) Don't know if it's good. Have a good read. :D
pistachio Dec 2018
As a leaf departs from a twig which dears her true
And which on his care and ardor adamant
So acquiescent and frail you depart too
With the swift wind you became compliant
Then, ceiling became my kind of sky
But bare and dull contrast to that azure canopy placed high
Bed is now my kind of meadow green and dazzling
But damp not of dew but of my tears overflowing
My breath turned into a summer zephyr
Warm and gentle, repose to my fear
My tears grew into an ocean abysmal
Immeasurable with ripples cataclysmal.
You gave me this kind of dwelling after you left. But I guess you didn't know.
pistachio Dec 2018
Once, a child aged four asked her mother,
"What are those lights over the yonder?"
Then she held him tight, before giving an answer
"Those are fireflies and they'll soon cross our border"
The child's heart was filled with delight
Ever innocent of the impending plight
"Will they be here before we go to sleep?"
He asked and the mother tried not to weep
For she knew that that *******
Will sent them to an eternal slumber.
What kind of fireflies can give people too much woe and fear? What kind of fireflies can send people to an eternal rest? They are war bombs.
pistachio Nov 2019
Moon
smiles
Though the sky
Gets dark and sad
Becomes more resplendent,
Luster, an optimistic satellite
Though its alone in the dim firmament
Its sheen does not waver
Gives a wider,
Brighter,
Beam
pistachio Jan 2019
The stars gleam in different pace
But they still are like an orchestra harmonious
But why do are hearts even in discordant race
Can never be a symphony euphonious?
Stars and hearts both glimmer in different pace. The only difference is, stars can still be a symphony melodious while hearts can't.
(A very simple poem.)
pistachio Jan 2019
My thoughts are the paint
Unlit sky as canvass
Sombre masterpiece.
Another haiku :D
pistachio Feb 2019
///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
//////////////////////////////////////////////  I /////////////////////////////////////////
//////////////////////////////////////will be your ///////////////////////////////
    //////////////////////////umbrella protecting you///////////////////////////
///////////////////from the sweltering heat of sun or the///////////////////
//////////gloomy torrent cloudburst caused by anyone who/////////
////leave you in a world extinguished of candela. I will not let the////
sadness of heavens drown you and washed away your smile. I will
not let the heat of Apollo scorch you again or wither you, my lily of Nile.        Though                 you              may              left
/              /        /      /   me  /        /          /      /
               /                 /     /         in a       /      /                          /
/                 /                         dim                    /                /
/           /                    /                   spot         /                /                  /
      /              /            /             trust            /               /           /
     /             /                 / me I               /               /
/                         /                           will                /               /              /
     not
/          /                         move    /            so         /
          /           /                          you         /         can    /             /
/                     /                          find                  me                    /
     /  /      /          /         when things get  /       /
 /                      /                          tough again.    /                   /
Another attempt for a shape poem. Don't know if it's good. Have a good read though :)
pistachio Feb 2020
The sky is austere
No glinting embroidery
Guess she became all jaded
Wearing that pearl-beaded shawl
A sight he took for granted.
A tanka poem for the times we took the breathtaking night sky's availability for granted. Just some thoughts for the times we feel chagrined towards the undecorated dark canopy without thinking what the night sky could be going through in times they are gloomy and dreary. Hope you'll have a good read! :)
pistachio Dec 2018
By the river bank, the daffodil sways
With the soft brush of astray wind travelling
But not a petal of her defrays
She remained charming and ever alluring
Then I saw you wanted the flower there lies
But I’m a stem, a nil to those eyes

At night, you glance at the sombre canopy
Your eyes wander hopefully and eagerly
Then I saw a glimmer and blithe on your face
When you found the star- the only one you chase
So, you combed the crowd of gas and dust
Yet you couldn’t see the moon to you that always watch.
What can I do? I am no match to a flower and star?
pistachio Nov 2019
Like the moon, stars and everything so far to view,
I glance at you and silently adore you
Enchanted, mesmerized... my heart's in hullabaloo
Oh how I wish I knew


If my heartbeat and your twinkling
ever danced to the same rhythm with the same feeling.

But like the moon, stars and everything so far to view,
I know I will never be able to hold you.
Indeed it's just like the moon, stars and everything so far to view.
pistachio Dec 2018
Rose, hydrangea, tulip, lily
The place is on its aesthetic bloom
I walked in the aisle slowly
And at the end I see my groom
The march ended, and I sobbed heavily
As I saw my love lying peacefully.
What kind of emotion waits for her at the end of the aisle?
pistachio Feb 2020
I once wondered why the clouds
Chose to hold out and not weep
Chose to be a martyr and enshroud
The earth till the little buds leap

As I ponder, the cold wind blows
and like a reminder, I remembered
I must get my umbrella and trench coat
Before I hopped onto that riverboat
And like an idiot, I realize
Why the clouds chose to keep his cries.

Again, I looked out the window
and asked the thoughtful clouds to promise me
That when his burdens reached its crescendo
I'll be fine and he must not hesitate to let go.
pistachio Jan 2020
Cold nights and frost bites
Make me want some cuddle fights
My heart feels colder

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