the pain still feels the same
but it could all be washed away
all i want
is to hear your voice say
i love you
so my ears can finally hear it for the first time
instead of just seeing it on a page
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 2:13 PM UTC
time is not happy with us now
time is not on our side
and the clock keeps tic-toeing
having my days counted
leaving an aching feeling in my
chest
time is over now and there's no turning back, because it is angry with me
and all the moments
and feelings
i’ve lost
and buried
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 11:29 PM UTC
the mountains keep laughing,
and mocking me from afar.
they keep mocking the useless
attempts i make
to feel like i’m worth
to feel like i really am enough.
they keep pointing at me
telling me i’ll never be
like my little brothers’
violin;
or that i won’t ever be
as clever
as bright
as wit
as my big brother is.
they keep reminding me that
i won’t ever be
as sufficient
as i want to be.
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC
And if we're ever lucky enough
we'll meet each other again.
We'll look into each other's eyes
maybe only for a split second, as we pass by.
Maybe you'll be on your phone,
and I'll have a coffee on my right hand.
And we will cross each other indifferently
but our eyes will know.
'cus the eyes
my sweet, gentle, boy,
they never lie.
//A
Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 10:55 PM UTC
when your eyes meet mine
the world around me slows
it fades in and out
only bits and pieces float through
my consciousness
all i can see is your face
and your smile
and your eyes
and nothing seems to bother me
except the fact
that you're so far away
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 10:47 PM UTC
This is not a poem,
I really wish I could write one again.
This a sad echo,
from someone who is already dead.
I used to be better,
when that part of me was alive.
She was the one that understood my soul,
she transformed my tears in art.
But I killed her, _I killed me_,
and now I can't see through my tears
I'm drowning, but I can't scream.
I'm speechless.
_I forgot how to write poetry_
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
oh, he was the love of my life;
he was the universe in the sky.
he was the spark that lit up my heart
and the lighter that burn out my cigar
oh, he was, indeed,
the only thought i had in the night
before closing my eyes
and the first thought i had in mind
when i opened my eyes with the sunlight
oh, he was my sun,
the one who gave me life everyday
and made my petals bloom and my face bright
oh, he was my moon in the noon,
because every day at 6pm he would knock on my window
telling me to open up
so we can watch the starry sky together
and after that, whispering into my ear that my eyes shone bright;
bright as the stars in the sky.
oh, he was, indeed, the love of my life;
the one who broke my heart
and never shown his face
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 12:14 AM UTC
i've been feeling so dark lately
that not even the diamonds in your eyes
or the brightness of your smile
can make me laugh
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 9:30 PM UTC