Do you fancy
A lollipop feast
Salivary glands over productive
Just one day of sweetness
Wouldn’t ruin much perhaps
After party was tasteful
Lingering longer than it should
Picking up a lollipop after some time
Unwrapping took forever
Hesitated to shove right into
The colour appear rather surreal
Was it used to be?
Second thoughts always ****
Stood still with a unwrapped lollipop
Thinking if We should
Dec 31, 2021
Dec 31, 2021 at 11:37 PM UTC
On the bridge
Orion glazing
Announcing his presence
Proudly and unafraid of excessive exposure
Targeting his next preys
“I’m right here, animals run”.
The air runs stale
“I see, hide-and-seek that is”.
The forest howling, extending vigorously
Acting tough to shelter her animal friends
“Come on, salvation is here,”
A land of green brutally taking shape in crimson red.
“My friends, don’t cry, drink my blood and take my flesh to fertile the land of home”.
Years after decades
Those eyes guard by the night
Conditioned to withdraw from his sight
“We breathe close by Apollo, living is imaginable”.
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 10:20 PM UTC
So explorer what’s next,
What are you game for,
The eyes full of greed.
The hunger for somewhere attainable.
“Sure, let’s go”
Can’t you just stop and hesitate
“Why do we wait.”
Money, Time, work and...
“Sure, stay safe and hidden”
Next station Neverland
“Let’s get off”
Hold on, that’s not marked on our map.
“Now it is”
Do you see that,
Blue whale sneezes,
Giraffe doing awkward yoga,
Elephants checking cars before crossing.
“Keep going”
Which direction are you exactly heading
“Just keep going”
“Doubting is relatively wasting”
Your heart speaks better than anyone.
Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 1:58 AM UTC
Lately keeping my desire at bay.
Reminding myself on and off to accept what reality has to offer.
Do not try to seek out the unknowns.
Please keep the minds off the wild
Stay where you are
Here's beautiful as well.
Seeking for next thrill
Quietly, calmly, patiently
Am obedient as the the description goes
Yet thoughts mercilessly tilting toward the windows
Just like old days, being ignorant of classroom boards
What's wrong?
Hello.
The sun is hurting, couldn't worship for long
So bright, eyes barely follow the views
That's alright.
Not wanting to be moon just waiting for the shines
Well fed with greed, to be onboard in repeat cycle
Most willing to settle with current flows
Even though slightly insane, I thought.
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 9:13 AM UTC
Eight. Eleven a.m
You stood by
The shutting door
Perhaps been weeks
Perhaps been months
Glad to see you again
A disappearing friend
Tempted to connect
Yet no where to start with
Not even knowing your name
To whom, as I wrote
Only way to ink your side face
As you fade with the rush hour train
Finding myself looking for a familiar backpack, EarPods with glasses
Not caring it's sign for being late
Almost wish to see you next day
A little spark in the mundane
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 11:24 PM UTC
no face man
Wants to see what other people saw
Smell the odds
Taste the world
Yet no face to experience all
Only could hear what is told
One day he has a brilliant thought
Draw his eyes, nose and so
Sadly,nothings change at all
Surprisingly,he could mouth a few words
Though his idea was not functioning so well
He continue to draw
In theory of cool and warm
Day after night
Dusk to dawn
He's happy to be norm
His face is colourful as shown
Just as his heart as before
Eventually, his face is confused in tone
Too much talks
Too much thoughts
Too much words
He starts to erase the filthy spots
As hard as he could till his face torn a little
At last,
He wipes away his only hope
no face man lives by tales
At least not too much additional notes
Who knows others are just like him as well.
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 12:34 AM UTC
Hello.
Sitting cross-legged in a Subway
Doors open and close repeatedly
Footsteps resounding every now and then
A pair of daily sport shoes stopped.
Saying something certainly in human language
Listening with full attention, well understood.
You should go?
Stood for awhile in silence and handed me a ticket
Stretching out a hand, and feeling the warmth coming from the other end
You should go.
Begging the heart not to tremble upon whispers that just speak to the delicate night.
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC
A third down my life
Assuming living till 75 or so
I stood with pride
Waving profusely towards the younger me
Vulnerable age
Anxiously lost
Yet,
I seek for your salvation and comfort
So Brave, Silly and Bold
Even in great fear you step out for the unknown
Applause for your courage
Appreciate your sincerity
Adore your ignorance
Mostly
Being Awkward with yourself
Avoiding intimidation with the world
Used to loath the sight of humans
Endless introductions
Just drained the helpless soul
A third down the road
Accepting new faces
Enjoying small talks
Occasionally misplaced myself as well
Still,
I Am become a statement to hold
At ease with my presence
May 16, 2018
May 16, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
Do you hear
A teeny bit of uneasiness.
The sun still as ravishing as usual
Stretching out my stubborn hand
Oblivious to the unattainable distance
Sitting on the bus as I wrote
Pulsing to the beat of the on boarding passengers
Thoughts wandered off many a time
Agitation might fit in the verse
Staring at the pigmented liquid interrupted by insensitivity
Perhaps just another routined day
The water is still
Yet, runs deep
Initiating an elusive equation
Relatively Unknown
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 11:16 PM UTC
Muted
A way of speech
Stay Muted
What's being said
What's being heard
Yet, entertained by none
Still, unwelcome by much
Shy of the resound,
but thirst for the silenced to be heeded
Nonetheless.
Just a malamute
Howling in the chaos
Deserted in bold wording.
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC