a swarm of birds flies by
following a cold breeze
under grey clouds
moving with ease
yet one is stuck
trapped in her broken feathers
wailing for help
under the stormy weather
she’s one of the kind
firm blue eyes,
softish features
luring me forward
should i keep her?
or let her soar again?
i don’t know
i didn’t think much then
i just released her
back to the sky
maybe i made a mistake
maybe we are meant to be
because all i can see
is that bird with blue eyes,
the one i have set free
Feb 23, 2021
Feb 23, 2021 at 10:21 PM UTC
ever since that night
everything's changed
lights shone too bright
familiar faces looked strange
thoughts were disturbed
my brain was unnerved
in essence,
I chose fear and paranoia
in replacement to a life that was
previously filled with colors
Feb 13, 2021
Feb 13, 2021 at 7:42 AM UTC
my grandpa is 84 years old
well on his way
to the festival
i am...
jealous of the fun,
the thrills of a
new beginning
he'll have
without me
i'll miss him
he'll miss me too
i hope...
i mean...
he can't possibly
forget me
in the festival,
right?
because
as he puts it,
"what fun would that be
without you?"
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 8:39 PM UTC
never
overestimate your importance
because you're nothing...
because...
she'll do just as fine
with or without you.
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 9:07 AM UTC
mockingbirds hummed big city blues
the air’s heavy, filled with lost tunes
- empty lyrics from empty souls
night breezes gently blow away
distant dreams and distant hopes
the old familiar warning signs
of war resurfaces
mockingbirds flew away in murders
carrying away thousands of memories
soon to be lost and buried
scrambling and struggling
escaping the battle of centuries
the war has been fought
a rough defeat is announced
at last, evening sun collapsed in defeat
eclipse of dawn - the only reminder of war
it's final, it’s ending, it’s unsettling
black paint spilled over splashes of colour
train wreck to the artist's greatest pride
clouds intrude, shutting down blinking eyes
as the newly painted night sky
reminds the new mockingbirds
of distant memories, the battlefields and scars
the war fought without blood
as darkness prevails
and grasps its control back
announcing yet another victory
over yet another ghost town
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 11:40 PM UTC
sometimes
the most sensible and beautiful girls
will also end up
hurting you the most
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 10:29 AM UTC
without you,
time is moving
a bit slower
lights are fading
a bit quicker
without you,
days
never
seems
complete
Jan 15, 2021
Jan 15, 2021 at 5:07 AM UTC
time will heal
and silently
collect the scars
that are
meant to be
left in the past
after all
love
simply isn't enough
to make us last.
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 12:36 PM UTC
there was a king
a pretty princess
but no queens
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 4:30 AM UTC