I have dreams
that only you can
make come
true.

Nothing exists in
me that does not know your name-
you are all I know

4:31 PM
21/1/22

I am the last of
my kind and hopefully the
only one you'll meet

12:18 PM
17/6/23

All my worst fears came to be
the day you turned into a succubus
and devoured this heart and soul.
I was helpless watching it
all come crashing down.
And I had no one to blame but myself-
I chose to focus on your human side and
ignore the subtleties of what you really were.
Deep down I had always known and
I wonder was it love or was it
your strange powers that
let this guard down?

Your soul
is a sunflower-
that's why you light up
any room that you enter.
Your light beats to the rhythm of the sun,
a radiance that sparks joy to those
whose eyes are lucky enough
to reflect your light.

You broke me even
though I was already in
a thousand pieces

3:47 PM
8/11/22

Dear Diary;
I feel tired-
sleep just ain't
cutting it anymore.
I've felt this way for
the last ten years-
at least.
I wonder
if anyone else
feel this way too.

Some of us are living in
our own little battlefield,
fighting to survive an inner war.
We are broken, we are hurting,
fighting for those missing pieces
that prevent us reaching peace.

The devil must
live in the ocean.
That is why the costal cities
are nests of sin and squalor.

Not even the rain
could stop you from brightening
up this dreary day

6:37 PM
26/7/20

I close my eyes and
my mind gives itself to you
like the a sunflower to the sun.
You planted your seeds
inside this heart,
only for a garden to grow
over this wasteland of a soul.

I wanted you
to be right for me
more than anything
else I could want.
We could have forced it,
maybe,
but it wasn't right.
To this day,
I still think about
what could have been but
I always remind myself that
we would have only
been delaying the
inevitable.

Most people will never know
the burdens you carry,
all the demons,
all the sleepless nights,
and all the love and loss along the way.
They will never know
the hidden strength it took you
to get out of bed each morning,
to put on a happy face,
and to do it all again.

Your smile still
shines like a sunflower
and only your laughter
can bloom this heart.

My life is a mess
but so are
you.

Sometimes,
we all feel a little lost-
lost in a void-
a prisoner of silence.
So come lay with me
here in the darkness,
in silence.
Perhaps we can bring
a little light to
each other's world.

Last haiku of an
arduous year and I will
go out with a bang

12:53 PM
22/12/21

Dreams have a way
of reuniting us with those
we have loved and lost
to the grave and to time.
Dreams have a way
of telling us they're not really gone,
but forever with us
in heart and in soul.

One day you said
your last goodbye
and we turned away.
We just disappeared
from each other's world
and that was that.

We don't really talk anymore
but when we do,
I cherish every word,
every giggle and grin
you reciprocate.
I do miss our conversations-
time had a way of slipping away,
like all my problems disappeared
but for those moments with you.
Indeed,  they take this heart on a rollercoaster
and I must remind it to keep still.
Sometimes I think that I shouldn't
talk to you anymore,
that I am only opening up wounds
I thought had healed long ago-
that my soul drinks your every word
as if to quench its thirst.

But I have never
cared about taking myself
so seriously

4:26 PM
25/3/22

Dear diary;
I have always felt
like an inconvenience.
Perhaps that is why I flee
before I am made
aware of it.

I am not heartbroken
by your lack of faith,
but by your denial
of what we held sacred.

"You don't seem quite yourself."
you used to say to me.
You never really did understand
that there is more than one
who inhabit this body
and that you only
loved one of them.

12365 kilometres,
an ocean and two countries apart-
it may as well be another galaxy,
yet I can feel the warmth of
your smile radiate from
across the globe and I can
still sing along to your heartbeat.
With all this distance,
we are never really alone
when our love
transcends all.

Her heart is a country
foreign to me.
I am just a traveler
admiring its beauty
in all its culture and
history.

You will never
find the same love
twice.

Depressed and
spiraling into
darkness.
I am calling out
for help but I
am in far too
deep now.

If I lived in a
vast gingerbread house, I would
have built it with you

11:40 PM
5/12/21

I close my eyes and
summon you into a dream.
Even if it's for a little while,
let's pretend it is real.

You made me dependent
and now I hate myself for
ever letting it get
to this point.

You are only
torturing yourself
when trying to guess
what would have happened.
The past has happened,
and no amount of
thought will
change that.

Come and fill this space
in my heart that no one has
been able to fill

4:11 PM
28/3/22

Dear diary;
I find myself either
staying home and
wishing I had gone out or
going out and
wishing I had stayed home-
there is no in between.

I know that sometimes
I can be difficult,
even a bit frustrating,
but just know that
I still love you
and always will.

These are
troubled time.
Society is sick in a
world growing uglier,
as is the number of those
who wish to extinguish
the flames of hope
and freedom.

I overdosed
on love
and found a detox
in lust.

Truth hurts, few people
want to hear it and many
feel attacked by it

3:31 PM
29/10/22

Isn't it ironic how
heartbreak can make you
push people away when all
you want is love.

Isn't it funny how
the days, weeks, months
never seem to change,
but looking back,
the years never
feel the same?

She was
ninety-nine percent angel,
but oh,
that other one percent
****** me
up.

sometimes time is the
only remedy for a
little broken heart

8:28 PM
26/12/19

You were the softest
fire I had ever touched-
the flame to guide me

7:30 PM
3/2/25

It's 2 am
and I'm searching
every corner,
every street,
and every inch-
but even in darkness,
I cannot find light.

I guess I
will always be
writing about you
even though you
might not see
these words.

Though I am lost,
I am still trying to find
my way back to who I was.
I am still out there,
somewhere,
and I believe he too is trying
to find his way back to me.

Lose yourself in the
sunshine of the summer sky.  
Let the sunflowers cradle you like
the sun cradles its children below.

We are just
ordinary poets in
an extraordinary world.
We have no fancy words nor meter-
what sets us all apart are our stories
and no one can take that
away from you.

you are a sunflower that
coats this ground in petals.
They form a path for me to follow,
a path that will always bring me
back to you.

The demons in me
are waiting for another
body to possess

4:17 PM
29/10/21