mind, drifting
soul, wandering
heart, freezing
the whole being, questioning

when will one
ever find its way
towards a sense of familiarity,
a certain kind of bliss?

moments, fleeting
memories, passing
once the time comes,
will you be able to move along?

mind slowly wanders
to questions remained unanswered.
hanging by a thread,
losing grip of reality.

the presence
of one’s absence
can it ever be felt
by a departing being?

but one always wonders,
of what comes next
to the uncertain tomorrow
of one’s inevitable end.

barriers have been built
over fleeting moments
of all the uncertainty
you wish to defeat

stuck in a limbo
one seems to be
an endless curse
as you might see

stop waiting
stop hoping
stop whining
stop wondering

start moving
start working
start smiling
start believing

within you
lies a flicker of hope
enough to ignite
a burning fire of sensation

stop seeking answers
in the wrong dimensions
for everything you seek
is within you

dig deeper inside
for you are a vast universe
of possibilities
yet to happen

You remind me of
The cold morning breeze
Embracing my skin
Through the rays of the sun.

You remind me of
The colors of the setting sun
Slowly transforming
Beyond my eyes.

You remind me of
A cup of coffee
Keeping me warm
On a cold night.

You remind me of
The moon shining so bright
With the stars resting
Up in the night sky.

You remind me of
A lot of things
In a lot of ways
In each waking moment.

You are
In everything,
Everywhere,
And in between.

Luna, my Luna,
I was seven; I was clueless.
I wondered and wandered
At such a young age.

How was life supposed to be?
What was I supposed to do?
Floating through my mind,
These unanswered prayers remain.

Luna, my Luna,
I was seventeen; I was naïve.
What was I supposed to think?
What was I supposed to feel?

Void after void, it consumed me.
It ate me alive— whole.
Isolation was the answer
To hide my inner demons.

Luna, my Luna,
I am now in my twenties.
Still, lost in the depths of my thoughts.
Still on a high with all of these thrills.

This roller coaster ride,
I’ve come to understand;
How life flows around
In ups and downs.

Luna, my Luna,
How do you watch over the people?
Their thoughts continuously wandering
Through the lifeless atmosphere of this cold night.

Decades after decades,
Do you not ever get tired?
I would like to say thanks
For your constant company.