Use pain as fuel
Burn all the sorrows away
Dance 'round the bonfire

Everybody has questions.
Sometimes, our questions have questions.
Questions that haunt us;
questions that rid us of our sleep.
And we are all seeking for answers;
that little jigsaw puzzle piece
that completes the whole picture.
Some can easily be found;
others can take years, even ages.
And there are some that cannot be found at all.
That does not mean those answers were lost.
Sometimes, you are better off not finding it.
Maybe, you are not ready for it just yet.
Or maybe, just maybe; the answer is
right there in front of you.
But you choose not to see it;
because it is not the answer that you want.

Rise from the embers
A sword forged in the same fire
Cut the emptiness

For a slightest chance,
All chips are in, all cards, drawn.
Some say I'm foolish;
Yes, maybe, but I don't care.
Happiness is just too rare.

Where amber and sapphire skies meet;
Hope that burned my eyes has grown bleak
My heart, yours down to its last beat;
Pray someday you'll find what you seek

She loved someone
wholeheartedly,
yet her heart
still got trampled on.
But she dug deep and
found she still have
some love to give.
Only, she gave it to
herself this time
and that made all
the difference.

Shooting star slit the veil of night;
Ardent brand to mine eyes and heart
Pensive wish upon fleeting light;
Beating drums in this chest, she'll hark

At the break of dawn,
When tempests and tides subside;
I will remain here.
Bask in sunrise, awaiting;
Elusive silver lining.

I guess there is that
kind of beauty
in this world;
when the flawed
and broken shards
are picked up
and pieced together.

Though it sometimes  
require bleeding cuts
and punctured hands..

..it's all worth it.

The sun is setting
I am sitting beside her
She is beautiful

To me,
you are
not just
another
means to
an end.

You are
the end.

Come to think of it,
the human existence
is full of unabating
obstacles that make
it quite impossible
to traverse without
stumbling and falling
through the cracks.
But that’s the beauty
of it, I guess.
And if you look
closely enough,
that’s where some
of the hardiest things
grow...

...through the cracks.

I do not claim
to know much
about the stars
or the universe
or how it works;
but what I do
know is that
when two
celestial bodies
cross paths,
they can either
collide or alter
each other's
trajectories
forever.

Just like when
you meet certain
people in your life.

There is strength in her heart,
like the waves that softened
a stubborn rock.
Warmth, like summer breeze
that gives solace to
a weary soul.
Radiance of the sun emanating
through her eyes,
and brings hope with every sunrise.

And I will love her,
until my heart caves in.

Quinquennium, two moons ere midsummer's eve
Amore entombed; clandestinely, I cleave
Haunting, daunting, even on waking eyes
Grateful, I was, charnel did not suffice

Atop tower of spice, my Star ensconced
Horseless carriage scorched the road, innards conched
Sworn meeting's ripe with anticipation
Longed to see this friendship's progression

Bulwark stood guard, nigh foot of the mountain
Levee treacherous affection, contain
Celestial sight roused earthquakes in this chest
Released the dam, alluvion that is best

Thy beauteousness, a marvel with purpose
Ineffable, even with grand verbose
Wise and fair, thoughtful eyes, smile, oneiric
Prithee, grant pardon this humble lyric