I'm writing this on the first of June
Hoping that maybe, just maybe
This isn't what I see
I see your eyes and how they shine
While looking straight at me
My eyes they shine, no more
I see your lips speak candied things
In hopes of honey-suckled rings
My lips taste sweet, no more
I see your hands lacing through mine
And tingles running down your spine
My hands fit in, no more
I see your smiles like city lights
Igniting dark and quiet nights
My smiles ignite, no more
I see your heart it beats for me
It's beating wildly, I could see
But mine it beats, no more
I'm writing this on the first of June
Hoping that maybe, just maybe
This isn't what I see—
But sorry baby
I could see—
We're going out of tune.
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 9:36 PM UTC
I am not a simple sentence.
I am not detailed and defined.
I am words you thought you knew
But mean the otherwise
I am poetry, I am prose
I am words shuffled along
I am riddles, I am songs
I am complexity alone.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 11:38 PM UTC
Today I'll stop
I'll stop because
I know where this is going
I'll stop because
I know we're far from moving
And lastly
I'll stop because
I know
we're close to ending.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 11:29 PM UTC
I sing him
all my songs,
with love and harmony
But never did
he sung
a love song
just for me.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 11:25 PM UTC
I'm sending you polaroids
so that you'll know me
though time may
age like me
I'm singing you ballads
so that you'll never
forget my single
unending melody
I'm writing you poems
so that you'll always
remember that
love-filled dandy page
I'm blowing you sweet whispers
that your heart swallowed and caged.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 11:12 PM UTC
It was a warm sunny day
but gone were the lights you've shone me before nine
That warmth that once enveloped me
had turned to chilly winter sighs
I thought we were okay
but I know baby, I won't lie
We would've been so sunny
if only I hadn't left you behind.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 11:07 PM UTC
Why do I seem to
hear your heart breaking in two
when you look at me?
Why did I seem blue
as I stared at this picture
with your arms on me?
How did I not know
'bout the sunsets drowning us
on seas of sadness?
Why did I fall out
from that cloud of burning love
you've wrapped around me?
Why did love turned out
to be one forsaking breeze
between you and me?
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
I sometimes wonder
where are we, overtime?
I sometimes wonder
why today doesn't just rhyme?
I sometimes wonder
when's the time for this to fly?
I sometimes wonder
who would be there on the line?
I sometimes wonder
what's in it that makes me stay?
I sometimes wonder
how possible is it to go away?
I sometimes wonder
would it really be this worth-keeping?
I sometimes wonder
can we both be ones worth-loving?
I sometimes wonder
about these thoughts 'til it's midnight
I sometimes wonder
about us and will this turn right
I sometimes wonder
if you wonder 'bout them too
I sometimes wonder
if this love could save us two.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC
When the world seems cruel and keeps on spitting hates. I thought there's no one who'll defend me.
But then there's you.
When the winds brought me shivers, and I'm left out in the cold. I thought there's no one who'll embrace me.
But then there's you.
When everything had gone so wrong, and I feel I'm not so strong. I thought there's no one to uplift me.
But then there's you.
When they all had turned their backs, and I'm left here all alone. I thought there's no one to stand by me.
But then there's you.
When everything turned so ****** and I broke myself down. I thought there's no one to mend me.
But then there's you.
When all along I thought, it was just me who's fighting all the beasts in this world full of wrong. I might have lost the battle and be dead by now.
But then again...
There's you.
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 11:43 PM UTC
I heard about them
'bout your cries
'bout your weepings
and your tears
I've heard about them
bumping into everything
on the sleek narrow bridge
on the frail dock by the bay
on the gutter when it rains
I've heard about these
muffled screams below
the sheets
and silent sobs
beneath the moonlight
and the pitch black
darkness of tonight
I've heard about you, too
walking through the
sharpest stones
limping through
the darkest shores
drowning yourself
in deepest points
of misery
As I step up
close to them
on those gloomy
sights of yours
and let myself be
lost in the agony
of the tune that
you keep humming
through the doors,
I felt the worst
There, in that very moment,
I've heard just one solo cry
One so devastating
One so heartbreaking
And in that one moment
I know just the reason
—and that reason is me.
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC