You are my beautiful chaos

Yet all the time still my gorgeous

You are my delightful mess

But definitely I will always miss.



You to me is my sun

The one to give me all the fun

You to me is my moon

The one I’ll always hold very soon.



You give me hope

I will hold on to you like a rope

You give me love

And always too you have my love.


You are my angel

I am always trapped in a maze of crossroads.
Labyrinths all around.
I sometimes swim in the sea of the unconscious.
Or walk in the valley of disbelief.
And even reach nirvana from
other dimensions  in a fleeting state.
I keep searching for love,  
while tracking my soul.
I couldn't find it, maybe I did
and just lost it many times.
I'm bleary.
My sage advise to self
is to freeze my world for a moment...
My thoughts are nothing but vestige.
For now, everything is an echo!

I breathe you
like the lavender
so calm and relaxing
on a summer day

I breathe you
like the oasis
quenching my thirst
on the Sahara

I breathe you
like the apple
feeding my hunger
in the forrest

I breathe you
in my dreams
like the garden
of my imagination

I breathe you
like an oxygen
filling me with life
and air to live

I breathe you
like you are near
and though you're gone
I still breathe you...

I still recall the times when I first met you.
So weak, so young and innocent.
You are strong-headed; pushing and fighting for your love.
At that time I thought it was one of the most heroic thing you do.
The days gone by and you have evolved into a strong,
full character and a beautiful person.

Our days were so happy then
oblivious to the goings of the world behind us.
We traveled the world with no shame and fear at all
because we were together
and with our hands clasped we believed
nothing can come bad between us.

But all so suddenly, you left me in the battle field,
pushed me and scarred me with endless wounds that never heal.
You chose the darkness and put yourself on a pedestal.
You wanted to conquer the world by yourself and forgetting about me.
You left me like a helpless shadow that you even stepped down on.
You chose your own freedom and world.

For many times, you stabbed me with a knife over and over again.
Killing me each time with your flattering wings
who's slapping me violently.
I picked you up still and gave you the light.
I carried you on my broken shoulders
but still you continued to break free.
And again and again you scarred my full body
and my soul with pain beyond compare.

Then I woke up one night;
out of breath, screaming with tears,
and holding my heart
in the palms of my hand
lifeless and not beating.
That gave the sudden death to me!
I might forever love you continuously
but the heart who does is no longer beating
and I no longer owned...

You can call me your teacher,
who taught you things you've never known

You can call me your travel buddy,
who takes you to places you've never been

You can call me your dream weaver,
who help you build your dreams

You can call me your chef,
who feeds you with delicious food

You can call me your preacher,
the one who caddies you to the house of God

You can call me your singer,
who sings to you melodies you've never heard

You can call me your book,
whom you read page by page but with no ending

You can call me your psychologist,
the one who analizes your character deeply

You can call me your mirror,
for you bare everything to me that no one will ever know

You can call me your match,
that lights up fast when you need a fire

You can call me your pillow,
the one you hug at night to hide in it's fluffiness

You can call me your blanket,
the one who gives you warmth inside and out

You can call me your home,
for I am your shelter when you are lost

You can call me...
The one who stays behind your back

The one who holds you invisibly
The only one who speaks your language
or your soul mate

But I want you to call me...
The one who never left, just like the way you want me to...
Eternally! ✨