I don’t like to speculate
I don’t think that we’re drifters
I don’t believe we’re strangers
I do understand though
That we’ve finally
Found our own path
Our own life goal that
One does not need a long explanation
Of why this
Or why suddenly that
You knew better
Friends don’t do that

We may not talk like we used to
We may not spend time as we do
But I’ll always pray for you
Your happiness when you’re depressed
Beautiful and pretty and nothing else
For every beat of sadness
Turns into music and dances
And no matter what
We do in life
Even if it took decades to meet up
Always remember
That once in my heart
Stays; in my heart

Love is my religion
Though sometimes I failed
On its mission
It's still
A belief I rely on
In darkest day
It gave such lifting
And showed promising

I don't need to prove
To people
By going to any
Sacred temple
To bend and pray
For whom it may
I believed I've
Shown it
In my own way

I didn’t speak of you
The way you spoke of me
Telling them
This and that
Those and all
I didn’t speak of you
At all

I didn’t speak of you
The way you
Spoke of me
Even sometimes
You saw me bragged
It wasn’t you
I blabbered about

The sea may part
Our heart and soul
I haven’t spoken of you
At all
For trust and loyalty
Is what I preached
I never speak of you
No.
Not even
A heartbeat

Let me free
From your gravity
This energy
Is killing me
I rather live
In agony
Then hoping
You’d find me

When the best
Yet to come
When everything
Is undone;
And somehow
It collides
It’ll vanish
With all your lies

I turn to poetry when I’m in pain
A virus I, I wouldn’t understand
Though long-black-coffee made me strong
I’m still in missed, this person I long

I only turn to poetry, when I’m in pain
It gave me feeling, it made me sane
You won’t get it, only I can
Flunked on life, again and again

This poetry I turn to; when I’m in pain
Wished I could stop it, hope I could stand
But this pain is where my heart desire
The ‘once’ crushed-broken; is finally on fire

Between intersections, he stood
Lurking and peeking below the surface
Wondering if he falls, he'll die
With a gasp of air left in his hand
He prayed somehow it'll end

But still, the ledge is where he stands
Which way to go?
Which where to bend?
Left or right... Either way
He’ll fall and die

And I am that man...
That man who stood on a ledge...

I broke your heart
Not once but twice
It was messy and hard
Your heart – I had heist
Never my motive
Never indeed
Hurting your love was
Like beating me to bleed

This feeling was true
It was never unsure
The only road that was taken
Crossing wrong pattern
Sometimes I wonder
If time meet again
Do you still smile to ear
If I said let’s begin?

But not once but twice
I beg you goodbye
These words flew easy
Easily letting you die
I’m sorry for hurting
I’m sorry I’m leaving
Not once but twice
I was cold as ice