Sometimes i wonder,
what it really takes for a bird to fly.
Is it the wings or the urge to fly?
Is it the calling or the wanting to fit in?
Is it for freedom or the act of boredom?
Nobody knows the right answer,
nor anybody knows the wrong answer.
But life still goes on,
with or without it.
Cause we live in uncertainty conditions,
we're built in it and we're used to it.
Don't keep searching for the answer,
you will find it when it wants to be found.
Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 4:48 AM UTC
I am a woman with control.
I am a figure that stands tall in a crowd.
I have my own dignity,
my own thoughts,
my own way to act.
When you tell me what to do,
how to react in a certain way.
I am not gonna hear you,
because i am my own principle,
and you can't break it.
Oct 5, 2020
Oct 5, 2020 at 6:41 AM UTC
Far from the sea,
I see you lurking,
Wondering how a fracture of a stone glowing so bright,
You can’t even break it through.
That’s when you realize,
Even the deadly one can shine so bright,
Bright enough to show that it’s alive,
Alive with hope and dreams.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 11:41 AM UTC
Day after day,
Month after month,
Year after year,
The ice in Antartica,
will melt into water.
And the tension between us,
will vanish onto the skies.
It's just a matter of time.
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 4:51 AM UTC
All he gives me,
was the silent treatments.
It sure kills me,
but what else could i do?
to turn it all around,
to make it not.
Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 11:21 AM UTC
the sun always rise from the darkness,
and so are you,
my dear.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 12:07 PM UTC
you will soon know that the world is a dangerous place for you to pour your heart out.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
First time i see him,
feels like those ocean breeze,
calm and cooling.
Like calling me out to reach his face,
to feel those happiness,
that he carry around.
But how ironic is it,
the universe never let us,
to never let me,
be his sadness.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC