Once I received
a plant
in a brown ***
I put it outside
-the verandah exactly.
Every day I saw it.
Well, I thought it
needed its hydration and vitamin D.
So I
watered it a little
and sunned it a little.
One day,
I saw them-the FLOWERBUDS!
I felt something
tinkling? sparkling?
there
resting on its very seat.
A few days after,
they bloomed.
It rejoiced I could tell.
Photos were taken
don't you worry.
At 5pm I rushed home
just to be greeted
by their sincere, smiling petals.
Touched,
I, too,
smiled.
One night
before October began,
I was awoken
by the wailing
of such a strong, wild wind.
It wasn't anything ordinary.
Then I remembered
my loyal welcomer.
"Oh"
I braved myself to
open the door.
I turned the ****
and leaned against the door,
withholding the whirls.
"Oh,"
One dot, two dots, three dots,
countless dots
rained the soiled and deformed.
I felt it
being ripped
to pieces.
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 4:44 AM UTC
You frown, I frown.
What obligates you?
And to I-why?
Do not we dote;
the elongation
of our tumultuous spirit?
Like a waterfall in pursuit of a sea,
Like weary eyes in need of lubrication,
Like a meowing kitten craving for milk.
Suffice is not.
Ere we beseech serenity
-an equilibrium.
O speak,
From your deepest well
-gay or remorse.
For a mirror, I am not.
Feb 3, 2012
Feb 3, 2012 at 10:08 AM UTC
You
blue hue,
brew dew.
Who knew,
I’m new.
Woo
and cue,
the clue.
You
glue,
my do.
O true.
Feb 3, 2012
Feb 3, 2012 at 10:04 AM UTC
A breezy morning,
at the balcony.
One cloth peg.
A shirt.
One cloth peg.
Another cloth peg.
Another shirt.
Another cloth peg.
More cloth pegs.
More shirts.
From a big red basket.
Dec 4, 2011
Dec 4, 2011 at 11:08 AM UTC
To think for ye self,
solely and unrivalled.
-aye, Victorious!
To sculpt a smilen
on others' visage;
-ye ne’er crave.
But,
the kin’s desiren
hath thine
becometh.
Nov 30, 2011
Nov 30, 2011 at 2:24 PM UTC
Just now,
I sat at the piano.
I think I have forgotten
that the bench has been warmed up by so long a sitting
that the keys have been stroked with gentility and aggressiveness responsively
and that the strings have been telling the unsaid.
My brunette piano,
please stay loyal to me.
Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 1:39 PM UTC
A lady in blue.
In a purse
unzipped,
A coral pink lipstick
A rose blusher
A bronzed eyeshadow
A fuschia eyeshadow
A black eyeliner
A mascara
A compact powder
A lipgloss.
Strolling in a park,
The purse
clutched.
Poised.
Protected.
Nov 18, 2011
Nov 18, 2011 at 12:17 AM UTC
I deserve a good rest.
I deserve all the happiness in the world.
I deserve more time.
I deserve eating healthy food.
I deserve to be loved.
I deserve to be pampered.
I deserve listening to great music.
I deserve to be heard.
I deserve to be respected.
I deserve precious friendships.
I deserve good grades.
I deserve to see all parts of the world.
I deserve a loving and a caring family.
I deserve to have what I have
And I am grateful for what I have.
Nov 16, 2011
Nov 16, 2011 at 12:28 PM UTC
You want people to see from your perspective
But it is not easy you see?
Not everybody has the same schemata as you have
Not everybody experiences what you’ve experienced
Not everybody thinks the way you do
It is just not easy
But is it that important to make people see from YOUR point of view?
Because
If everybody thinks the way you do
If everybody knows what you know
You’ll no longer be just You
You’ll be Us
And We’ll be You.
Nov 16, 2011
Nov 16, 2011 at 12:26 PM UTC
If you:
can’t think clearly now,
are walking without balance,
are angry,
are sad,
are bored,
are hungry and are too lazy to cook or buy some food for yourself,
are tired, and
are sleepy,
go and get some sleep.
Nov 16, 2011
Nov 16, 2011 at 12:25 PM UTC