Sixteen pieces
Build a kingdom

One piece moving
Moves the kingdom

One piece falling
The kingdom falls
The kingdoms fall

The kings then fall

To be quite honest,
I never understand modern poetry,
And why does it lack symmetry,
Nor it follows a rhythmic harmony.

All I see are emotions,
Screaming wildly, randomly, relentlessly.
It's irks to hear them ******,
And hurts to read chaotic misery.

As I look upon
the stars of the summer night,
my soul fades away.

Waking up
I condense my thoughts
Back into a single package, my head,
Before I start the day ahead.

Time stops.
On an afternoon.
Making it eternal.
Because it's a special
moment.

In a classroom,
just the two of us,
I was about to leave.
You tugged on my sleeve.
You confessed.

I am dazed.
I never thought.
That you and I feel
the same. Wish became real.
I accepted.

But then,
you woke me up.
From this sudden dream,
oh cruel twilight gleam.
Lament.