Chin to the sky
Shoulders straight
The scourger stands high
Dictating their fate
Wails in the void
Blood on the street
Lives destroyed
Torture on repeat
Innocent or guilty
The whip spares none
No trial, no pity
All the living, gone
Chin to the sky
Shoulders straight
The scourger stands high
Dictating my fate
Whip after whip
For daring to exist
My soul in his grip
Too weary to resist
Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 6:19 PM UTC
They call it winter blues,
But birds steal my sleep at dawn,
The coffee scalds my tongue,
And my showers are ice cold.
They call it winter blues,
But kids’ laughter clouds the words in my book,
Ice-cream trucks are buzzing,
And the sun won’t surrender to the moon.
They call it winter blues,
But handshakes are sweaty,
And hugs are cold.
They call it winter blues,
But ain’t the tranquil ocean blue?
The celestial sky?
And the ‘welcome baby boy’ balloons?
They call it winter blues,
But isn’t winter just a season?
Why does it stick all year long?
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 12:34 PM UTC
The little devil of your creation
Is vindictively seeking retaliation
It's not just a moment of aberration
It's the result of years of desperation
It's the only logical ramification
Of the never-ending humiliation
Of the betrayal that smothered my dedication
Now I see it, you can't hide your trepidation
Your fear of the awaiting excruciation
I'm sorry I couldn't resist the temptation
To see on your face that look of frustration
I bet it exceeded your expectation
But you've always been my inspiration
And then again, I'm just a devil of your creation.
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 5:53 PM UTC
I’m an observer of life.
I watch as the sun rises and sets,
As people become lovers,
and lovers grow estranged.
I watch as trees grow,
as leaves dance and fall.
I watch, but have no growth of my own.
No warmth to offer,
No wisdom to share.
I walk on sidewalks.
I watch as cars drive by,
as clouds swim through the blue skies,
as children grow.
I watch as my hair turns gray,
and wrinkles deepen by the day.
I look at photos and can’t tell how time elapsed.
How my bangs grew,
how the dye faded,
and how my body changed.
I don’t know how and when time passed me by.
I capture moments and get trapped in between.
I often can’t tell reality from a dream.
I’m a mere observer.
And wonder if I’ll ever be observed.
Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 4:27 PM UTC
A lonely sky
No moon in sight
Air faint and dry
Trees paralyzed
Curious bats
No fruits to bite
A lifeless garden
A silent night
Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 7:50 PM UTC
‘Freeze’ brought us to a stop
under a warm spotlight.
I turned to face my partner
and saw these hazel eyes.
Eyes that had felt distant,
dodging my very presence.
Uncertain, I looked at them -
prepared for rejection.
But they wrinkled at the corners
to match an unexpected smile.
Paired with a long sigh -
a ‘phew’ that filled the distance.
Melting away the tension
and inviting my heart to soften.
I found myself engulfed
in these hazel eyes.
Shielded by sharp lashes
as if to protect for a while.
A guard let down
allowed mine to drop into ease.
A wide smile emerged
and claimed my face.
It was pure magic,
to finally feel seen.
But magic is short-lived -
it was soon time to say goodbye.
I crinkled my eyelids,
pushing this moment to a hidden room.
A room only I could visit
when loneliness strikes.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 9:21 AM UTC