I knew him, not too long ago, I knew him.
The fixture of his hair, the navy striped suit
that sat against his bed that went by never worn,
though his eyes, they lit a fire like a firefly
that only ever seemed to get brighter before
a backdrop of the dark starry night.
I knew him, not too long ago, I knew him.
The smile from cheek to cheek that was present
yet missing behind closed curtains, as though
it took a catalyst of childish laughters to bring
about that stretching of muscles.

I knew him once, not too long ago,
when I was much younger.
I revisit him from time to time
and as time have progressed his
tired face faded yet left in his place
a tiny stone that read:
"here lies a father, a brother"
but my eyes, they scramble the words
and all I could ever see will be

"Here lies my father. Someone I-
wish I had known better".

Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives,
but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.

As long as you are by my side
My future is in rainbows
and my past is black and white
because only the colours
we see in the world, matter.
All that is dreary and drab
is left behind.

She's the morning sun
mourning her one only son
of what night instills.

My lover's eyes
have not yet met mine
But oh how alive
we both felt in the night.
If her smiles are the kisses
of sweet dreams
then why must there be blisters
where her lips did touch mine.
If her heart and soul
both stand the pure
then why must she and I
stand alone and apart.
If my lover did call my name
tell her I did not exist
for a heart as sweet as venom
died in a blistered kiss.