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pension Sep 2017
when things happen,
we have varied reactions.

when the wind howls,
the trees shake in fear
we look out of the window
ironically brave

when the rain pours,
the ground cries in sadness
we seek shelter
ironically wet

when the earth shakes,
the building collapses
we stand tall
full of fear.
pension Sep 2017
couples holding hands
couples laughing aloud
couples hugging
couples talking
couples everywhere

I see couples everywhere,
many of them are happy,
sometimes they are furious
I see couples having meals,
male-male, female-female and male-female.

they look so happy, so delighted and relaxed
while I sit here with my glass of swirling whiskey.
pension Sep 2017
Look,
I don't love you.
I never did.

I merely cherished your presence
I only appreciated your actions
Not you.

You didn't make an impact not
did you make my life any better.
I don't love you.

I don't know why I am crying
Are these tears from a crocodile?
I don't know why can't I sleep
It must be my insomnia.

You, get out of my head.
You, get out of my ears.

I need my release from you.

I don't love you.
Do I?
I was inspired by a short clip which I've watched online.
pension Sep 2017
I know why some people act crazy after
having their hearts broken.
Bro    ken hearts can be mended
with the help of time.

Time is our most valuable wealth
the most sacred thing we possess.
Relationships are optional,
they are investments,
their values are determined by us.

Hearts are broken because of high investments
high commitments and raging emotions,
hearts are broken because of our inability to
accept the harsh truth.
But, hearts aren't broken unless we want them to.

I know why some people act crazy after
having their hearts broken.
Bro    ken hearts can be mended
with the help of time.

Now, we just need some time and mental strength.
pension Sep 2017
they say writing is a form of leisure
because words are powerful
words paint pictures and create vivid emotions
just like the colours of an oil painting

yet, writing can be saddening
because these words evoke memories
recollections of what mattered, what concerned

writing is never dull
because words are eventful
writing has been a way to express since long ago
we aspire to be poetic, fluent and flamboyant
but the true meaning of words always lie between the lines

I am glad that I don't write about fantasies and potential what ifs
because I get hopeful
being hopeful can be detrimental because reality is unpredictable
ironically,
words have become my way to emote
implicitly - writing anonymously

if you chance upon this,
it is a small leak from my canal.
pension Sep 2017
Act one
the play has begun,
audience please take your seats
children be silenced
ushers be on standby
HUSH HUSH HUSH

Act two
Antonio take your place
Giselle stay there and twirl
why aren't you crying
I can't tell your anguish from this ****** scene
CUT

Act three
children stop wailing
oh what
you are afraid of the ghosts on stage
trust me, there will be more
cue the mad men now
make them dance in circles on and off stage
make them engulf our precious audience with flames
of insanity and fury
NOW NOW NOW

Act four
are you getting tired of this crazy play
this is when the real deal begins
welcome to my circus of nightmare
the time when time is lost
the time when time is gone
the time when time is forgone
SILENCE


can you hear the howls
my pretty little claws are coming
can you hear the shrieks
my vixens are coming
can you hear the agony
they are coming from you.

THANK YOU
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