If I couldn't sleep I just right a poem
Instead of it, I just feel condemn
I hope to find my so called home
But, I ended up to something quietly roam

Couldn't find something to lean on
How badly weird I needed to yawn
Still, I quietly feel those poignant
Oh!, badly hurt, what kind of variant?

Sitting on the field though it's dark
Hoping you'll pass by and put remark
A remark to save me from the dark,
A spark of hope to leave a mark.

I still remember you after those years,
You took advantage of my innocent tears.
Hey! Baby, it’s been five years long,
But the pain still hits me like a song.

Why’s it so easy for you to replace?
We knew each other, shared time and space.
Then I left just a week, to hear,
You’re married now, with a child so dear.

You know it broke me into pieces small,
And now I can’t even trust at all.
Feels like I lost the last I got,
Why didn’t you tell me I was not?

Why make me special, hold me tight,
Then prove at the end I had no right?
Now I don’t know where to start,
By the way, hello — from a broken heart.

It’s six years now since that dark day,
You’re married now, and I can’t stay.
I can’t move forward, stuck in place,
Still haunted by your fading face.

Some words telling me to be quiet,
listen to not to music, stay in the riot.
But birds are still singing in the breeze,
who cares for silence among the trees?

Leaves will still be green,
but your feelings will turn unseen.
Oh man, promises like a flash,
a second passed — a shattered vase crash.

A young and naïve, can’t carry it,
maybe this is the first time it split.
Into pieces I could not pull back,
to its rightful peace, to mend the crack.

Nights whisper things I cannot say,
hearts breaking softly in the day.
I close my eyes, the scar remains,
but inside me, loudest the pains.

Always amazed by the changing sky,
Maybe I’m the poet you pass by.
Colors dance as the day waves goodbye,
Whispers of verses in clouds up high.

Sky blushes pink, I wander by,
of drifting dreams now singing,
through fireflies that dance and fly,
The wind hums softly, a lullaby.

Raindrop on a leaf, I’m loaded by,
of murmured verses singing,
A bird is chirping from its nest nearby,
And I’m drowning in this life I’m bringing.

Trying the best I could, hanging,
though a lot of times I’m failing.
Close my eyes to see pure white,
I’m just looking at the sky so white.

What is life?
It’s miserable like Dostoevsky: it’s hell,
A world of trials where shadows dwell.
A full of challenges, in Socrates: it’s a test,
To seek the truth and give your best.

Maybe it’s the way we think of it,
A positive or negative, bit by bit.
In Aristotle, it’s the mind,
Where truths and thoughts unwind.

Ways to become strong, in Nietzsche: it’s power.
To rise above in every hour.
Grief and sadness, like Freud: it’s death,
A final sigh, a fading breath.

Maybe it is what we understand, as we live,
Like everyday living, learning to give.
In Marx, it’s the idea we hold,
A dream for change, both young and old.

Or it’s the passion and eagerness,
Like Picasso: it’s art, it's bold finesse.
If you’re optimistic, like Gandhi, it’s love,
A gentle light from up above.

Now there’s a lot of jealousy,
The suffering of Schopenhauer’s plea.
Or it’s where everyone wants to be on top,
Bertrand Russell, a competition that won’t stop.

Most beautiful, by Steve Jobs: it’s faith.
A steady hand, a patient wraith.
As well as Einstein: it’s knowledge we crave,
To solve the mysteries, bold and brave.

Continue living, as Stephen Hawking, hope.
The strength to climb life’s steepest *****.
To restart everything like Kafka, a beginning,
A quiet world forever spinning.

No matter what life is, the only matter,
Is that you live through joy and shatter?
But still, love to give and lift,
For life itself is the greatest gift.

Why does the head ache, yet the heart must bear the pain?
Why do people keep loving someone who never sees them?
Just like how the sun let night so there's a moon

Skies Changing color and rainbow had it all
The wind can be warm and yet one rain it is now cold
Just like a person mood that may vary on your worth

Trees give us freshness yet we give them death
People should nurture each other in order to bloom like flowers
But, ended up nurturing in a wrong way, now it's dried

Like a hard sand and soil in a hot desert of  India
Icy bulk  in Antarctica,  A numb  human heart
No right to be in Paris,  A missing heart where can it be found?

Cloud changing colors, from sunrise to sunset,
It's up to you, capture its beauty set.
Rain feels heavy, no fear in falling,
Same as trees, still there though dying.

There will be no light without dark.
Keep on trying even a little spark
In life choose to do it scared
Even nobody was there to  be held

Turtle keeps moving even when it's slow.
Fireflies are small but when united, they glow
Birds continue chirping though it's tiring
And, flowers are still blooming


Are you like flowers that still blooming?
Are you like fireflies that keeps glowing?
Darkness in life is always twining
So, choose to be courageous in fighting

Can you be like nature, though it's torn,
Still standing tall, weathered and worn?
Come on, people, rise and shine,
Live your life;  let your light align.