how do i not love thee
whose eyes are glowing
akin to the first sliver of warm light
in the early morning?
how do i not love thee
whose voice and movements
are crisper than the sound of violins
and more graceful than a dove’s flight?
how do i not love thee
whose heart gleams with the hope
of betterment, of happiness,
of safety and a burning passion?
how do i not love thee
when even the moon looks down upon
the silhouette of apollo
reincarnated?
how do i not love thee
when cupid’s arrow has struck so deep
that the sole reason troclaim an ineffable love?
—
if there’s a reason to dream, to laugh, to live and love,
then there is a reason for me.
(it is thee.)
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 11:34 AM UTC
i won.
at least, that's what it
felt like.
it was a burst of
pure adrenaline rushing to and fro
in the depths of my body.
i will never find anyone
as lovely as him.
no matter how hard
i mine,
or borrowed,
or stole,
there will be no
diamonds
worth as much as the ones
in his eyes
at that moment
that seemed to take him
to his paradise.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 10:59 AM UTC
it feels like it's just you and i;
four knights, two kings,
and two queens
on the edge of the match.
two teams of darkness and light
trapped inside four walls
enveloped in white noise and
the rush of blood through green-blue veins.
time stands still when you are close
and my heart still races
minutes after you make a move
that pushes me closer to my downfall.
i wait with bated breath.
i wait.
and i wait.
you make a move:
"checkmate."
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 8:33 AM UTC
i am fascinated by the human emotional spectrum.
when i see the humorous glint in their eyes,
the pale skin due to heart-wrenching horror,
or the fire they seem to hold in between their closed fists
i am once again reminded that humans,
though extremely fragile,
have the power to penetrate from within the viewfinder.
May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 5:33 AM UTC
maybe it was in the way you laughed
and moved
and spoke
that made me realize
i would've done
better than this.
May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 5:16 AM UTC
i've been living my tomorrows
all my life
that i forget
that today still has its hours.
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 9:32 AM UTC
when the rare occurence
of shooting stars gliding along the clouds
and the dark blue-black of the night,
my only wish is for that star
to bring my heart closer to yours
in hopes that
i could return the happiness
that you have given me.
May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 8:35 AM UTC
of all the light the world has ever touched,
she was the one that was always missed.
she embodies the life of a true star,
one that shines for millions of years
and billions of miles away.
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
we run and run
through the spotlights
under the street lamps
and the trials of what is yet to come.
you and i have gone a long way:
you were there when the girl who
first stole my heart
had shared a milkshake on
red leather seats,
and when the same girl left
without me
after paying her bill.
the night is young,
our neighbors are nowhere but in the land
that their heads paint as they sleep;
you and i become artists of the sidewalks and
the rough concrete.
we leave our mark.
"long live the thieves of the street."
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC
this boy, they say,
contained specks of stardust in his eyes.
he has an infinite potential;
just like the sun,
he starts the day with gentle light
and a warmth that no other human
can ever posses.
i often wonder if he ever feels alone,
if he ever feels troubled,
if he ever misses his home.
not once did i see a fraction of sadness
and sorrow
in his sunrise eyes.
i hope he knows
that he can give the world so much
more than he can think of.
i hope the cameras don't take away
the transparency of his innocent heart.
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC