I love to counting stars upon the bright sky,
whisper to the eternity about solitude
and in a ridiculous way,
your existence slips beneath my faith,
weeping away the bleeding inside me.
But I ask again and again,
"Am I worthy of this?"
"Am I worthy for you?"
and i beg not to be pitied,
because i believe that alongside love,
ease will come.
And you are sweet,
an answer to the quiet words of all my prayers,
the solitude that i keep searching for.
And I will seek the truth of it,
to know if i am worth it.
For i am the believer
of us meant to be,
beneath the same endless sky.
Oct 10, 2025
Oct 10, 2025 at 2:02 PM UTC
Wind speaks through longing and desolation
while the skies roars with thunderous intuition
The Divine leads the way toward the decent
through transcendence the void surrenders, magnificent
Moments turn to questions
weighed against the silence
Wisdom circles back in quiet lessons
where wishes fuse with value and honest hope
Time will speak the conclusion
and when divine power ripens in season
My soul'll evolves toward acceptance
wishing all my breath becomes celebration.
Sep 21, 2025
Sep 21, 2025 at 11:13 AM UTC
I stare blankly at the moon,
half-veiled by clouds and tears.
Far from homeland,
while heavy rain shrouds wounds.
My soul wanders, seeking rest,
yearning for the finest wine and cheese.
Yet sorrow shrouds my soul,
has made my soul cease,
leaving my emotions adrift,
far away in an unknown place.
Questioning fate, is there truly any peace?
Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 2:28 PM UTC
Every starless night arises
The rigid feelings beneath my ribs can't be pared
It is always alongside the beast
My eyes are full of desire
My hands dull and stiff
All I can see is the barren land
Wandering where's the place
I should lay down this head?
Drowned by punishment, I found nothing
In the depths of my deflection, I seek inside
What deserves to be embraced?
While on my bones
darkness carved precisely
The sturdy dance and reckless getaway
Adorned by whisper, the devil's own
I betrayed the war within myself
Back to back, against the storm
But the divine sheds light on me
Leads my way to this home
Where flowers gracefully bloom.
I fight for reborn
Demanding my own honour
by blood and name
For now, I see it
Their existence is my sacred salvation
A reminder that life is worth adoring
For all of you,
My beloved kingdom and family.
Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 2:58 AM UTC
Under the blue sky, beneath the divine’s will,
Sorrow will fade, our soul will no longer be afraid.
By His light, fields of precious flowers will bloom within our soul.
And we will rise greater than ever,
Carrying the beauty of wondrous auroras and the strength of the skies.
For we are worthy of a million stars and gracious smiles.
Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 11:31 AM UTC
In the third of the night that sent by fate
a fate never meant for me.
As you burn, I freeze,
shrouded in the blizzard of silence,
witnessing your lightning-quick decision.
Makes me stand in the heart of winter,
with void dwelling deep in my senses and breath,
I turn myself into a monument of lament and sorrow,
powerless, violated by the shadow of your touch.
Perhaps I seem calm and unshakable,
but my blood boils, giving birth to a disaster
a tornado of crimson rising in my chest,
spinning without direction, wild and untamed.
If only I had not severed these hands,
for whenever I crave to reach for you,
it would turn me into ruins of darkness,
covered in dust, with shadows nesting in the hollows of my ribcage.
Yet behind it all, a flicker still lingers.
Even if I keep severing my hands,
your warmth, your beauty will always be
the cascade of light I yearn for.
And if I rust away, this monument will stand,
a testament to your grace.
Apr 24, 2025
Apr 24, 2025 at 12:48 PM UTC
After days of sweat and seeking grace,
I’m back to a place where the coldest winter nests.
Snowflakes fall through the ceiling onto my eyes.
Stairs, petrified by the frost of silence.
At the tip of my ear, I hear the dining table crack its hatch
the way the lake groans to be dived.
And the fence rusts whenever warmth fades,
while I lay on my bed and the aurora crawls through my head,
cast a shadow, does it all need to be fixed?
Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 2:01 PM UTC
I am the soul who piled darkness in the divine’s realm.
It grows well within the ribs of mine,
Alongside anger and disgust,
Reaping in every inch of glass reflection.
And I sow sorrow freshly in the fields of life,
Acknowledging my own sin
Within the punishment that blow-dries His blessings.
I wake with fresh morning hatred.
Rage, shame, and anguish are friends of mine
They sleep between my eyes,
Sneaking in during moments of daydreaming.
But His blessings are infinite.
Through every inhale I take,
God’s grace shows me mercy and miracles.
And I catch myself holding the point
Of becoming nothing through death.
Stopping is not the answer;
And so I keep moving,
For the sake of life
And the gentlest death.
Apr 19, 2025
Apr 19, 2025 at 12:50 AM UTC
After countless phases of tender summer,
I take myself away to the Northern Pole,
allowing frost to reclaim me once more.
I turn myself into an unshakable glacier
not as a form of regret, but as an ordeal,
so that you may heal with your own valor.
Perhaps I seem unshaken,
but beneath it all, I have drowned half of my sanity,
frozen to the point of being numb and frostbitten.
Darkness nearly devours my soul,
casting me into the pale void of agony
yet I am restrained by the spark of your flame.
You know you are the fire that smolders,
an eternal flame I wish to plant deep within my soul.
If I do not exile myself, I will keep melting, growing bolder,
for in your presence, hope always rises, never falls
a longing for the greatest summer,
where we dissolve into one, undefeated emperors.
So even as ice and fire stand apart,
and if this exile is my fate,
let me stand frost, unbroken, yet forever longing.
No matter how far winter takes me,
I will always burn in the ember of your name.
Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 2:41 AM UTC