The day is shining immensely bright,
Under the gaze of her graceful light.
Then how does the abode fall to dark?
Can not even her grace light such endless night?
Was she ever supposed to gaze at this fallen ark?
If her gaze is to be for all but one,
Why not praise the other, whom always been there for that one?
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 4:58 AM UTC
One day thee rose like a rose,
Thee was a rose unlike any rose.
Thee always wore a golden blouse.
Where did thine colour come?
My heart had been exiled,
My shield had been raised,
My mind had been incensed,
How could I praise thine beauty so extreme?
Thee had succeeded,
Thy kindness had my heart ceded,
The endless sea had settled,
How could thee hide her own burden?
Thy burden had revealed,
My mind had not recovered,
I tore thine golden blouse,
How could I erase thine colour so sudden?
Thine roots had not let me away,
Thine shine had purified my heart,
Thine colours so bright, so divine,
How could my poisoned heart then resist?
Shakespeare enshrined his beloved in poesie,
Couldn't I do the same?
Thee who purified my heart,
Didn't thee deserve an eternal verse?
How could I limit thee to rose?
While thou colours are far more bright.
My love for thou shall arise,
As long as I can breathe, as long as I can write.
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 11:28 AM UTC
From the day I set foot
On this land we call ours
Which once seemed a lot
Like a heaven of pleasure
My days lingered
By the voices of this heaven
Had I just knew what it would
Turn out to become
The pleasurable tale of life
Which illusioned itself to be so
Would one day lose its gimmick
Like the queen ant losing its wings
When the illusions finally vanished
And when the so enjoyed pleasure
Became further for reach
Than one could ever have imagined
Like the grand revelation of life
Wasn't enough of a dread
One could ever handle
A war broke out unlike any other
When the bombs of smoke
Made it harder than it ever was
To see the future of one's self
The term of terror would make it be known
One would find itself in the middle
Amongst others running forward
Uncertainty making one differ
Like it just realized itself to be a defect
Mountains of orders pushing one
Forward despite all it's done
Amongst others laying down
In the battlefield of reality
The enemy all but visible
One found itself against
Brought the loss of certainty
For one amongst the man
Surrendering to the nature
Of what reality had fabricated
Required the breach of orders
One set and kept itself
One would sit in silence
Behind others with grace
Despite all the efforts they made
Forever locked itself in the bunker it made.
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 11:00 AM UTC
Darkness gave way,
To the rising sunset.
As eyes gave away,
Confused as they can get.
The world had no longer,
Praised the foul deity.
Purpose was ever sinister,
As heroes taught in clarity.
Lost in the shade,
Of a prowess no more.
Purpose lingers in the blade,
As harmony fell in gore.
Now all that could possibly be proven,
Could be but that history can be woven.
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 6:40 AM UTC
I found conscious
Amidst the sea of salt,
No land seen through
The waves of a way.
I sailed as the
Dull winds helped my raft,
Will I ever make it
To the end o'day?
Parts of the fell rafts
Hit my vessel,
My ship frail and
Broke past repair.
Long waves made my
Mind e'er lesser,
Will I ever make it
To the end o'day?
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 6:37 AM UTC
A land of justice and prosperity,
They said I was born into.
A land of deceit,
A land of greed,
A land of pain.
Ruled with unity and brotherhood,
Proclaimed the mighty deity.
A cloth made bond,
A man made god,
A brother made foe.
Under the shade of the olive trees,
Overlooked at us the mighty deity.
Under the shade, brothers and sisters,
Slaughtered over a cloth of glarity.
Could I count as many,
As many as they took from me.
They believe that only so many,
Could allow the vengeance of me.
Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 6:04 AM UTC