Countless thoughts of you,
The moments we had, flew -
Away, looking out the window -
The view we shared, now's a limbo.
I'm doing well,
Often my mind dwell on the past,
You and me, meant to last,
I was wrong.
Thinking about you all along.
Hope you're well.
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 2:58 PM UTC
Writing sadness on paper's white,
Empty canvas and endless graphite,
Heartbreaks whom to mend?
Dawn awakes, my love, penned.
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 12:03 AM UTC
When she cries, tears never meant to be shown,
Fiddles with wishbone at one corner,
The dark night in armor afraid of needles,
Horror murmurs gentle,
Dressed in black willow petal,
Flowing tears caress
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
We were smooth like butter kisses
no longer
My lips curled in disdain
for your luscious lips
A distaste for fond memories
of us, now bittersweet
It no longer matters
since the butter is burnt
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 11:42 AM UTC
She listens on
to the melody void of octaves
A phantom grasping under uncertainty
Reality handed her a flaming torch
Her dress billows in the breeze
as she burns herself free
disarrayed by flames.
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 12:59 PM UTC
She was dainty
Treading the lush meadows
Her soft petals mellowed
Under the summer sun
Lost amidst the wild flora
Tired of the attention
She took an autumn slumber
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC
Fight crimes and save lives
With superpowers, one day
Might save the planet!
Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
Don’t be afraid
My silly child
Monsters are soft, suede
Like teddy, just wild
Don’t be afraid
Of monsters hiding under bed
Nightmares will fade
When the Sun rises, monsters dread
Don’t be afraid
Of the howling dawn
Weaving my love into braids
I LEFT THE STOVE ON!
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 1:29 PM UTC
I'd love to see a firefly
Each night before I sleep
Illuminate my blanket sky
When countless sheep
Take turns to leap
I wish for a firefly
For the children that weep
Their tears would dry
When they see a firefly
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
He was just five
When you were gone
From a cool-off drive
Each day he waits, heavier his feet on the lawn.
His eyes set sight
At the familiar swing
Everything’s not right
Without you, his wings
You promised him
You’d read him stories.
Eventually stars dimmed
Without the sun
Forming a dust stream
Of sadness, weighs a tonne.
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC