Not like life, when it's the end, it's the end
The sun will set, yet it will rise again
The lost opportunities can be rendered tomorrow
But, the same sequence will never show
Enjoy the clouds while they're at fleet
The patterns will never aver again repeat
Be open to the opportunities that knock
Like a rock, once thrown, they'll never come back
Regrets, nostalgias, and broken dreams surround
As the pink skies are swallowed by dark clouds
When the day comes to an end
It remind
things in this world are transient.
Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 9:40 PM UTC
Stooped down for a stupor moment
I found myself in an eerie silence
Many may call this as discernment
But this is when my cofused heart hearkens
I'd never thought I'll face a lot
I'd never thought I'll hear countless voices
I'll never thought I'll be laughed at
Never thought I'll be swallowed by darkness
Again, agonized by silence
Dumbfounded by the staggering amount
Of dumbness and speaking conscience
Dumb to realize no answers were found.
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 10:49 AM UTC
A slow,
pain-absorbent
Difficult,
depressing moment
There's not much to expect
But to wait
when it will end
when is your end.
I'd rather
Be extinct in an instant,
expire abruptly
Than decay
and lose hope.
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 10:35 AM UTC
Broken poetries
Confused soliloquies
Unsent letters
Unexpressed behaviors
Divided heart
Unfinished art
Terrible voices
Worthless pieces
Sleepless nights
Nostalgic bites
Broken dreams
Unexplored whims
And a collection of regrets
That left permanent twinges.
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 10:32 AM UTC