deep in the night,
tranquility never looked more beautiful.
with the sea calm and unwavering,
the wind that seems to be singing;
you are the calming light.

deep in the night,
chaos never looked more beautiful.
to the waves playing push and pull,
and the merciless wind that's resounding;
you in the midst, indisputably astounding.

deep in the night,
and everything in between,
the waves that crashes with its might,
and the wind faintly in tune,
in contrast to the chaos and the serene;
you are still here, my moon.

—a.c.

Blame.
A devil's game.
And I, have been playing too long.
It has no set of rules,
It seemed impossible to lose.
I thought, what could go wrong?
But to my surprise,
As I play the game twice too many,
It is always me against I
A game played against myself.
So so silly, yet I'm convinced
Of this absurdity.

It will come like a landslide
   Rapid, sudden, —as if it were alive
       A heartbreak, defined by teenagers
           is losing your lovers,
But, my darling, it isn't always about love;
   Sometimes it's broken dreams and hidden sobs.
        It's the empty eyes of a child,
           Once filled with joy and delight
talking about what she loves.
    It's the teary eyes of a scientist
        Looking at paintings,
            She never drew.  
It's the eyes that keep looking back
   To the past that lacked.
        It's the hole in one's heart
            That can't seem to be filled. And yet we always thrive
   each day to survive,
       All along
           Unknowingly finding pieces
             that are making us feel one again.
                                             —a.c

When i was 5 years old
I thought humans were all good, high, and mighty.
Animals, forests, or a garden with a tree,
Inferior to this world.

Scared was I,
To nature, as it's new to my eye
All those roots that tangle,
Animals in the jungle;
Oh how i wished
It ceased to exist.

Years later,
As I observe with my naked eyes,
The earth is the one mighty and high,
Advantages of earth, we shamelessly used,
To live and sooner abused.

Wishing I realized it earlier:
We are the invaders
The inferiors,
The extras,
Destroyers.

And as I see the ice melting
Trees keep cutting
Water still polluting
Cigarettes still lighting;
I knew the earth is dying,
And we are contributing.

The world is not made for us,
And we must stop taking it for granted.

              —a.c

How long I've been wanting
To hold your hand,
And watch stars shooting
Hoping it doesn't end.

—a.c

the rain
against the window pane,
pouring down
falling to the ground;
droplets after droplets connecting,
until it slides down.
a mug of hot chocolate,
on the cold table contrasting,
waiting to be drank.
i watch as my favorite kind of days unleash before me,
raindrops falling on my face
bit by bit,
feeling that i should be complete
and yet,

Something's missing.

as the rainy days pass by,
       the same window pane,
       the same mug,
       the same incomplete feeling,

Something's missing.

You.
I am missing you.
I miss you.

—a.c

you've always known that when your friends bring you down and leave,
i was going to be there to comfort you, and bring you higher
you've always known that when you lead,
i was going to be there to be your follower
you've always known that when you'd ask me a favor,
i would do it with no hesitation, no matter what kind of labor
you've always known that you had me wrapped around your finger;
always catching me with my eyes, that can't help but linger.
you've always known that i'd do anything for you,
it’s something that i regret but it's true

i would say something like: you were the instruments to my music,
or you were the medicines when I was sick
but you have always been the cause to my death,
and the words to a threat
it might be something like bittersweet,
and it was always me at defeat

and you've always known—
that you are what suffocated me
and you've always known—
but you didn't let go
neither of us did

i was drowning in the sea of you;
and all you did was look at the view.

    
           —a.c