Dear timekeeper, do pass this message to a young girl:-
Tell her not to grow up
Do everything she can.
If only she knew how lonely she would become
she would not be able to comprehend
but make her understand
there will be a day where
nobody will blow her birthday candles
nobody would sing her birthday song
nobody will even spend time with her
as she continuously wrinkles over in sadness;
let her condense back into the surface of the earth
in her happy beautiful self.

Cold cannot melt ice
Heat cannot extinguish fire

We were wrong;
We thought
Each our shadows
Could shield us
from unpredictable storms.

We were wrong;
We thought
Our hands
Could support
Our crumbling soul.

We were wrong;
We were right
It is all an illusion
Wake up from confusion...

Cold cannot melt ice
Heat cannot extinguish fire

Life in black and white is but a lie
My mirror--
My dear reflection.

Clock, you hear yourself ticking into a thrice morning cry?
Be ashamed.
Be very ashamed.
Aren't you shameless for my heartbeat mimicry?


Clock, do you see yourself in the mirror?
Be embarrassed.
Be very embarrassed.
Aren't you embarrassed at the dawn of this quarter-faced horror?


Clock, do you need to tingle my body?
Be abashed.
Be very abashed.
Aren't you abashed for keeping conscience awake in my body?


Clock, did you need to greet the morning thrice?
Be disconcerted.
Be very disconcerted.
Aren't you disconcerted to be lying not once, not twice, but thrice?


Yes, Clock. You.
Stop pointing your finger in a second
Stop depending on opinions in second
Stop and stand still
    Face where your seconds are due.

She did not choose to place her life in jeopardy;
She was never decreed as property
She was never decreed as liability
She never gave up her liberty
She did not give up her ability...
But
She will sacrifice much opportunity
and perhaps*
*She will sacrifice her virginity.

This day someone lost a parent--
This is a day I often thought
This is a day I've always imagined
This day I will forever be unprepared for
This day I hope will never come for me
Hence, Dear Father in heaven...
"Please do not realise this day for me."

a winter solace
breath of melted snowflakes
sigh of soliloquy

You only want to embrace sleep.

Sleep is a very selective companion.
She succumbs not to your simple desires.
Even prayers of tiredness are often unheeded
because she senses
your lack of faith in your overreacting mental faculty.

You only want to embrace sleep.

You want to embrace sleep without giving a ****
In your loneliness, you only wish sleep would cherish you
in her arms for eternity
so you need not give a **** about
heaven or hell.
You just want to be erased from all consciousness...
But you aren't confident enough to take that leap of faith,
or perhaps
a leap of the faithless.

You only want to embrace sleep.

It is the same story every night.
You know she is a promiscuous companion.
You can silently pray with fervency but
you'll never win her eternal affection.
She will never give you what you want
for you will somehow
wake up to another "Good Morning."

The quest for perfection
let this pen
to write an imperfect poem.