never encountered such rare emptiness
i carried it on my shoulders and o' it's heavy!
'tis may be the worst of all the existing paradox
even words that came from lips of angels
couldn't erase unnecessary bad noises
sempiternal murmurs from the day behind
still fathoms what should i have for day forth
i am the epitome of furtive disaster, but poetic
inside these walls are colors of the universe
peculiar and dazzling but has no beauty
and no one has enough valor to come in
except those thieves disguised as affection
who offers faked elixir in exchange of their fantasy
and do trust me when i tell you this:
time may rush you, but you can't rush time
to heal, to feel, to taste the sweetwater
down the mount of false hopes and disgusting fallacies
no matter when and how it will be done
as long as my presence lives, so as stigma
my story shall end without denouement

memories are just psychological images
that our prosaic minds replay without consent
once or twice will be marked as nonchalant
but for hundred times it's difficult
it is not a mere memory anymore,
but a virtual, psychological world
you are living the same history everyday
bittersweet, in a dungeon of illusory reverie

if ever that you would meet
one of my poems again,
don't pay attention on the words
seek for my heart instead
then listen to whatever your heart says
and that's it..
the most precious thing in the world
let our hearts find its way back home
you own my poetry
so as you own my love

I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.

I saw the moon tonight
round, full and bright
it reigns over the darkness of skies
down to my almost teary eyes

The moon followed me home and
I imagined it was you then
it made me smile
If it's with you, I want another mile

Tonight, it is so sad and cold outside
I nevermind, I would beg the heavens all night
tell the moon to embrace you for me
If by chance that you looked up too and see

There I was, I stole the moon and wore it
distant, but every night when I miss you
I'll shine to you, and tell the stars to do it too
Darkness can no longer hide you away from me.

I'm tired.
and I'm sad.
but I'm not sad because I'm tired
it is because...
you are the rest that I need
but I can't have you.

I hate the nights
when I'm missing you
and can't do anything
to hold you, to tell you
how much I really do
I just miss you
and can't help but cry over it
til it brings me to sleep
I used to love it
there's no pain when sleeping
but tonight, I found you there
and it's not a dream anymore
but a nightmare
of how you still
push me away in other world
but what I hate the most
are the sudden wake up's
when it's dawn, cold and lonely
then reality will remind me
my nightmares are reality