I was hoping that my past would never come back,
I was searching for the love that I never had,
I was crying with my eyes droughty as the desert,
I was building all these walls that became my prison,
I was blinded by the fog that would never leave,
I was making up the world where I could feel,
I was clinging onto light fading from my cell,
But it always was around I just couldn't tell.
~
Nov 16, 2024
Nov 16, 2024 at 9:36 PM UTC
Red coloured oak’s hugging the ground,
It’s body swings beyond the edge,
There something else by what it’s bound,
Which keeps him stable on the ledge.
Its heavy roots grasping the soil,
Its dancing leaves greeting the moon,
Its curly twigs covered with foil
That sparks a magic at the noon.
And what oak’s holding no one knows
For all the strangers it seems bizarre
The moment you take off its clothes
The more enchanted then you are.
Aug 11, 2022
Aug 11, 2022 at 5:52 PM UTC
~
The flying leaf with (a) yellow texture,
is leaving home for something else,
It asks the wind to share affection,
To keep it sailing, to catch the sense.
From one perspective, it is falling,
On other hand, there’s spark of dance,
But only wind’s in charge of hauling,
To know its fate we stand no chance.
The weather’s changing, hours passing,
The leaf will make it to its end,
It takes it easy, without smashing,
It knows it will return one day.
~
Jul 31, 2022
Jul 31, 2022 at 11:15 AM UTC
two forty on the clock
and time keeps leaping forwards
dim room and single sock:
good listeners to my words.
the soulless rhyme with bitter aftertaste
and wasted time which digs the hidden sorrow
oh Lord, I wish some things to be erased
as easy as the present hopes tomorrow.
Jan 22, 2022
Jan 22, 2022 at 9:27 PM UTC
One place arises in my dreams
that I was searching long ago
but one who seeks sees what just seems,
to find then I must let go.
Jan 21, 2022
Jan 21, 2022 at 9:34 PM UTC
As I am falling into the abyss,
I try to hold on to a thing,
yet there is no way to resist
cold-blooded gravity of swing.
My head chill air begins to hit,
and with the accelerating speed
I'm wondering: "Shall this be it?"
My eyes feel heavy, I think: "Indeed."
A moment later I hear them scream,
as time slows down I face a flow,
I follow it and think: "Bad dream,"
Eyes closed farewelled by dancing snow.
Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 9:58 PM UTC
As the darkness covers all,
All of above and of below,
As the night's hugging man's soul,
One ought resist not hidden glow.
As the silence starts to grow,
Buried fear must then unfold.
Shall now face he purest blow
Of the feelings that one holds.
Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 7:16 PM UTC
~
*In every instant of the way
a man kept playing an offbeat game.
He's welcomed by the light of day,
though not at it man held his aim,
and night endowed him time to lay,
but man felt night will make him tamed.
Days passed as one kept straying far away.
He loathed the world, bad fate he blamed.
First week of May ended his rigid play,
at his last breath appeared a clear frame:*
***There was no light to welcome
nor he had time to lay.
There was just death awaiting,
for it has men to tame.***
~
Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 10:49 PM UTC
The wind takes it all, then why am I happy?
The storm sparks a wave, then why do I chase it?
I know in this case, it might crush me one day.
I, though, being silly, perceive it as blessing!
Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 2:48 AM UTC
it takes a tiny moment
an ephemeral blink
for such a bizarre comet
change time with novel ink.
it takes a sparkling feeling
a minor flash of chance
for such a little healing
turn life into a dance.
Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 4:27 AM UTC