There's an illusion in vacations
You buy a holiday bundle to endless beaches
Expecting to melt into a puddle
From the wet sun, from the softest massages, from the savoury delicacies
Yet I find myself melted
The same numbing beat
Disguised as lofi background
The same screeching shrieks
Of strangers in the sun
The lack in detail as I see the same view
Everyday, the same restaurant every meal
A sameness away from home
In the sand a million footsteps form
In a uniform path from the sleepy gazebos to the ocean
The ocean stretching far and away
The horizon hiding the destination of the sun
No footsteps can lead me towards where I long
Stuck in a routine I cannot call my own
Sep 4, 2022
Sep 4, 2022 at 8:53 AM UTC
I sit in complete silence for a moment
Not of the world but to myself
My glasses closed up on a table
Looking up to a world of blurry
Lights that are still and moving
Lights that are as bright as the stars
Eye of the day, eyeing me down
Metropolis of eyeing lights
I should feel a familiar feeling
A welcome home to the old and known
A welcome to a world I've bid farewell
From which I've turned and taken my leave
I am trapped by skyscraping bars
I am scrutinized like a labrat
Harsh and cold white billboard lights
The microscopic bend of mall mirrors
The overbearing heat of the sun
Oppressive heat, foot on my back
I lie exposed to the elements
A sun kept alive by artificiality
Jul 21, 2022
Jul 21, 2022 at 3:49 AM UTC
it is high noon
and white sunlight blazes the sky
the air becoming a wall of heat
it is a miracle anything survives
at the bottom of the sky,
long blades of grass climb upwards
rustling with movement
veiling all life in shadows
mother cat is promenading
striding with babies in her belly
they push against their mother
her stomach expanding gently like a rock
somewhere beneath the canopy
a shifty dragon lies
his snarling tongue is sniffing for something alive
slowly crawling towards a dent in the grass
a newly born litter of kittens
their mother still wandering for shade
their life snuffed out before they’ve opened their eyes
do they feel the sun kiss their sleeping heads goodnight?
Jul 19, 2022
Jul 19, 2022 at 11:14 PM UTC
neon pink across my face
the blurry blacks of dance
a prize of beauty to be blessed
on the dancefloor acting
a girl's not just a girl
she's the light of the night
and tuneless swayings
swell of mightiest feelings
a dance is hers to be given
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
Did she emerge from the
foam of the crystal ocean
baring skin of apricots and lust?
enveloped in peach silk waves from her
breast unto her hip?
gracing wafts of wrist to
tunes of siren’s harps on the mountains?
picking eyes of men like berries from bushes?
No.
The maiden did not stall the stage
to occupy the audience.
She did form herself out of the
wreck she had lived in.
the hardest of smiles carried in her eyes
to reassure her mind.
danced amongst flowers of healing that
whispered the secrets of being.
planted fresh air and blankets to
all that she loved for.
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:35 AM UTC
Twas blue, it seemed
My life would be
In routine peace
And tranquil teal
Yellow I find
A most wanted mind
Bathing in life
Golden through time
Green is the mass
Of all I can ask
The way to bypass
The grass of the lax
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:34 AM UTC
I am an expert at crushes;
From the age of when I could walk
To the latest of my blinks
I have had a crush
I admire from afar
If they approach me
I melt
Once a guy liked me back
And I was ecstatic
But it ended in storms
See, I couldn’t reciprocate
Even if my heart
Wanted to
I’m scared I cannot love
Or haven’t love to give
I’m scared I cannot voice
My loveliest feelings
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
On the fourth day of April
19:02
You broke my heart
I remember the sun setting
Behind your back
When you walked towards me
And the moon above
Your head
When you left
I think it rained at
19:03
Just as I closed the door
The stars of April
Shone into my heart
But left bullet holes
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
Today someone said the word
“Swing”
And it brought me back to a distinct
Flavour
Neither bitter nor sour, but
Sweet
Like the cookies, you baked.
Every time I visited I wanted to
Help
Bake the neatest of cookies and
Play
Afterwards in the playground by your now
Old home
You no longer live there but I remember
Every childhood beath I drew
Exist
In that home, nesting in the door
Frames
Measuring my height and the brick wall where we used to
Hide
During those summer nights
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:32 AM UTC
Once I walked the road of nature
Where the scent of outdoor
Came vibrantly close to
The beginning of spring
And the black bunny danced
With the grassland fairies
In the pouring rain
Now I walk the road of nothing
Trapped in boxes of artificial lighting
Seeking desperately for the next thrill
Until the beating punches of midnight
Knocks my eyes out dry
And I awake the next day
To a cacophony of robotic alarms
Tomorrow I wish to see the sun again
To feel the heat on my arms again
To stand on the tickling grass again
To finally go back to nature again
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:31 AM UTC