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Rie May 2016
Sadness is my new accessory.
and I like wearing them around my heart.
Rie May 2020
I'm walking in a garden of sad hearts.
holding a bouquet of tears in my eyes..
Rie Dec 2016
Broken life, broken mind.
Broken people,broken city
Broken love, broken heart.
Broken trust, broken relationship.
Broken dreams, broken hopes

But we are suvivors of a broken jungle story.
Rie Dec 2016
Broken life, broken mind.
Broken people,broken city
Broken love, broken heart.
Broken trust, broken relationship.
Broken dreams, broken hopes

But we are suvivors of a broken jungle story.
Rie May 2016
Stars align in an apparition of your lovely name
we are born in a breaking equinox, sailed under the dunes of milky way.  our fate was written in a fix constellation..

but in the world, I was born half inch away from you.
What happened to our fate?
Rie Jun 2019
She lives on a broken castle
She lives there for a very long time
She patiently waits..

And


waits..




She waits for her death.
Rie May 2016
Cupid is sometimes blind. He shot an arrow to the person whom I can never be with.

We were shot in Cupid's broken bow and arrow.
Rie Feb 2017
Love is sending me another death note from you.

It reads

"Behold I'll be coming again to break you, to make you cry. are you ready?"

The love approaching is another form of hurt that is upcoming.

it's more likely a threat and a treat from Love. A warning and a notice..
Rie May 2018
I often see myself being really disappointed by a lot of people.
but I have never been disappointed to myself.

just like the old times.
I recycled emotion in a different day,
scenario,
month,
or a year.


and disappointment and sadness were the most recycled
emotion that I've possessed.
Rie May 2016
Some dreams can make you feel that there are still unfinished, unsaid, and unpolished emotions and thoughts..

Sometimes they appear right into your dreams, to bring you second thoughts and woeful feelings..

That there is something wrong..

Does dreams reflects each individual  warmth?

or is it just an ordinary perception created by man's powerful mind? that someone out there. The person you dream over, wants to send you a message? A mental telepathy perhaps?

I don't know either.. All I know is I love sleeping and travelling around my dreams because that's the road to us.

My mind is tickling my dead feelings bringing them back to life..
Rie Sep 2018
We always have
Black and White conversation

You made
every beep,
and voice calls,
a lovely music.

I made love to you in keyboards,
voicemails were kisses from you,
I loved you in a different screen

your name has always been
an invitation of excitement.

Messenger was like a book;
We were the characters
writing our own story.
Rie May 2016
I'm sending my love for you in a place called "Graveyard of True Love"
Rie Mar 2018
In sadness I can see my face.
In darkness I can feel my soul.
In madness I can feel my trembling nerves.

But when I'm trying to feel the emptiness inside me? I feel nothing..
Rie May 2016
Those smiles, those milky eyes. murdered my fainting heart..
Rie May 2016
I write invisible poems in an invisible line.
I write invisible words for an invisible person of my life..
Rie May 2016
I love writing letters. I write a lot of letters to someone but I don't send them anyway.Maybe I will publish a book that are all about my letters to people.
Rie May 2016
Her heart is made up of 12 unraveled, broken strings
Darkness and pitch dark was her makeup..

She married loneliness all of her life.
Rie May 2018
I am terrible in Math, but the greatest equation that I've learned was the summation of myself plus the highest point of love given to me.
Rie May 2016
Heroes are made inside you.
Courage was your DNA.
Change and Love has been installed between your spirit..
Everything was magical inside you..

but one thing is missing..

ME..
Rie Dec 2016
Often times I walk without knowing where the hell I am going. I even have the unsinkable feeling of jealousy over people who had set plans over their chosen destinations.

But here I am looking and walking and observing people towards their destination.

I don't know. but why do I get the screaming feeling of loneliness along with crowded people?

Life has been passing me by like a flash of thunder blowing and floating it's arrival to toward the mad sky..

Where the hell am I going?
Rie May 2016
The mirrors saw how I cried, but my shadow was smiling behind me. I hope I can reward my soul with a token of smile one day.
Rie May 2016
We were like two sides of every coins; we got each others back but we couldn't see each other either way.
Rie Sep 2017
Black is not her color, it's her accessory.
She's fluent in savagery.
Rie Mar 2018
In 3 seconds my chest is running
In 4 seconds light are borrowing my sad eyes.
In 5 seconds... I will close my eyes and feel nothing until the next few seconds will comeby.
She
Rie Jun 2016
She
She was a terrible lie.
She was a treasure from a fool's gold.
She was the shade of an abandon tree.
She was a dead star on a broken planet..

And She was HE...
Rie Jun 2018
You're a smoke inside my lungs,
a cancer cell in a brain,
a tattoo on my skin,


the snow in a cold lonely winter,
the dimple of a every miracles,
the hope in every Spring.


thank you for staying inside me
even if you already left me.
Rie May 2018
My mind travels like a bullet train.
hoping it would reach its destination.


and it was you
the station that my mind always wanted to drop by
Rie May 2018
You were the heart that's been broken, but was terribly fixed by another one.
You were patiently waiting for someone..


but you found no one.


until you saw a familiar face while looking a reflection from the mirror, the mirror was the key for you to see
who loves you deeply.
Rie May 2016
Softly.. softly I close my tired eyes
feeling you inside my dark mind.

(Inside)

The wind gently whispers your name
The dewy leaves are a kaleidoscope of your smiles
The waters are a reflection of your translucent soul.
The road brings me a lot of memories of you.

Since when did you started making friends with nature?
Rie Jan 2017
When I travel..
The fading light are marrying my sullen eyes..
My hands are crossed for it has been cursed by fear..
The soul departed from its freedom and entered in a cage of night.
My papers are dancing with the endless ink..

Travelling is a wide space angle with different colors of happiness...
Sunsets are reliving my inside dead mind.
natures are waking my blind passion..
Rie May 2016
I've search for you in skylines and rear views
in mirrors and in places.
in streets and in my daydreams.

but the heart is the destination towards you.

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