if you wake every morning
and do nothing to make your life better
it will not get any better
if you wake every morning
and do something to make your life better
then surely no matter
how bad life might seem right now
it will get better
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
Strong winds may uproot you
Unsettle your stoic resignation
You will be shaken and stirred
Lot of ponderings and doubts
In the middle of nowhere
When gravity does not give hope
Become a fearless traveler
Encounter the strong winds
No matter where you settle
Continue to spread your roots, deeper
Your soul is still with you
Nothing can stop you from reliving
Every unsettling episode
Will teach you to be more resilient
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 8:06 AM UTC
Why is it
That the biggest hearts
Are emptied the fastest?
And the brightest souls
Are blackened
The quickest?
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
those beautiful eyelids of yours
darkened by days of weariness
when our eyes met
sparks flew out of control
as the anguish beneath us
reconstructed
pages of adventures followed
the scribbles
the interlocks of legs and fingers
clinging onto me
afraid yet secure
12 days, XII
rapid pace, as i wheeze and heave
you smiled
assuring everything is fine
lips on lips
we will make through this
path of memories and chatters
relishing our experiences
coffee, tea, soup
underdogs of social circles
pondering upon
our similar circumstances
guitar and piano
greenhorn, beginner
rollercoaster melodies
limits as high they were
couldn’t salvage us
12 days, XII
12 divide by 3
that’s how long we lasted
staring into the streetlights
trying to touch you
6 strings, soaked
as i write this in the time of XII
keys and strings
they never go well
sober is my name
i’m madly drunk in love
with you, yet
we were not meant to be.
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC