it ebbs and flows
it ebbs and flows
my dear, i’m throwing myself upon the ocean’s surface
not sure in which one of the great seven;
in a song it once mentioned
‘no one is as gentle as the seas’
are they really though?
it hasn’t been really nice to me— it’s alright
funny, i never liked the mystery underneath;
All i know is the blue indigo spreading across as if there is no end to it — endlessly
All i know is the sound of the tide crashing the poor old reef;
it ebbs and flows
it ebbs and flows
i succumbed again this time to this great body of water—
i gave permission for the next round of the great wave to just engulf me— slow enough to let me breathe in for a second,
before it— ;
it ebbs and flows
it ebbs and flows
guess i’m already down below
All i know my lungs about to blow
All i know the lights went low;
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 8:29 AM UTC
You aren’t supposed to be here, inside my head
crawling unknowingly without permission,
how dare you mister?
Even my subconscious painted you, inside of it
go away!
move!
Did i accidentally nailed your presence there?
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 11:41 AM UTC
What are you ? Other than a living and breathing being
What are you ? Other than a perfectly shaped stacks of bones
What are you ? Other than a piece made by millions of millions of atoms
What are you ? Other than a soul with needs and desires
What are you ? Other than a pico-sized matter in this world we called our 'Universe'
What are you ?
So what are you?
Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 12:47 PM UTC
How loving could be so different
you clasp both of your hands every sunday morning,
while i bow and press my temple against the floor everytime the sun moves the shadows from its place, 5 times a day
How loving could be so different
christmas tree are present at the end of the year,
with a bunch of perfectly wrapped gifts around,
while i hold my hunger,temptation, and thirst when the sun scorches the most,
with the limited time to break it only at dawn and night,
How loving could be so different
we can barely see what the differences are
laughing at pointless jokes
words are overflowing
endless bickering at every conversation
unintentional soft slap on shoulders
same footsteps,
and i guess we don't mind at all
How loving could be so different
we both believe
god do exist
he is the all-mighty
he is the most merciful
god is great
god is good
alas,
alas,
god is different for us
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 6:52 AM UTC
it’s about time to part away
it’s about time to walk in different directions
it’s about time to pull our feet and walk out
to enter a new door
to build another bridge
we don’t have to burn this bridge into ashes,
but no one will be responsible if this one went down because the wave swept it off of its anchor,
it is no one’s fault when it happens,
it’s just the wave,
it’s just the water,
it’s just the fate,
it’s just the life
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
I'm running now and i'm running out of breath
and with every tracks i've ran past through,
none of them seems right
I'm running now and i'm running barefooted
and with every steps i've stepped through,
none of them were smooth,
rough edges i could feel under my heels
I'm running now and i'm running blind
and with every tracks i've seen,
none of them were visible,
guessing,
and hoping all of these were given light,
so that i know which way should i run to
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 12:56 PM UTC
millions of electrons stunned these piece of white stacks.
odd isn't it?
white stacks,
harder than wood weaker than steel,
underneath the layers between the running blood and stretching skin,
miles of miles of skin,
barely feel anything at all unless it got broken by a terrible accident,
or a tragedy,
suddenly tingles,
as if it was ringing a bell,
only when those fingertips brushed against mine.
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 12:39 PM UTC
—
3 feet away.
Please remain 3 feet away.
Because, is it possible for your body temperature to radiate through my skin?
It burns me up, quickly, I wondered if i was just standing near the sun.
Stop. This heat. I am uncontrollable.
Even if, all you do is just that.
3 feet away.
please remain 3 feet away.
Because, is it possible for your absentminded stare to pierce through this wild-mess mind of mine?
It is not polite to uncover someone's old book so easily.
Stop. This heat. I am uncontrollable.
Even if, all you do is just that.
3 feet away.
Please remain 3 feet away.
Because, is it possible for your almost accidental touch to electrify the nerves on my system?
The lights inside are turned up, the whole house awakened. At once.
Stop. This heat. I am uncontrollable.
Even if, all you do is just that.
May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
They said that falling in love
Is like riding a roller coaster
Sometimes it goes up; as if you suddenly grew yourself a pair of wings to fly.
But sometimes it goes down; as if you are falling from 150-feet tall building with no parachute.
But for me,
Falling in love is like riding a boat,
Trying so hard to keep everything balanced,
to not drown in the middle of the process,
To stay afloat on the water,
To paddle the water,
Whole-heartedly.
Sometimes it may leak and the boat goes unbalanced,
Everything gets wet and wrecked,
And you'll get panic and scared about everything,
Thinking and feeling you're going down with the boat and everything else,
That you may have to swim across the water all by yourself.
But sometimes you find the right person to patch up the leak,
To fix the holes inside the boat.
And you'll move forward right ahead with them.
And you'll find yourself landing safely across the water with them.
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 1:11 PM UTC
Hands of time are showing,
pointing and passing each numbers,
down
down
down
If it has its own two feet,
they’ll be running,
forward
forward
forward
coming to either catch you,
or
pass you by
Stop. I pleaded
give me one more season,
if not,
days,
if not,
hours,
if not,
minutes,
or at the very least,
seconds,
please?
Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 1:06 AM UTC