I weep, I  burn, I desire, I perish,
much to liars' betrayers' and deceivers' cherish.
Oh I ask, with what face shall you face the purity?
with what heart will you feel the love?
your ersatz eyes cannot see the truth,
see how they failed you? See how you have failed you.
My kindness, affection bear fruits nonesuch,
which neither Adam nor Eve can touch
let alone the abomination in the name of men.
but they won't chortle or smirk, for
Like the phoenix, I shall fall only to rise...
against lows and highs into the sky.
Though some has been lost, much abides
life is a gift, and I tell no lies.
And when I die I pray this be told,
here beneath lies a beautiful kind soul.

A walk back home,
Mother, older in number,
but perfection and love retained.
Father, his usual stringent posture
arched to form a hug.
Sister, her voice resounding happiness,
Translating into dancing, singing, yelling.
Me? Teary eyed. Tears of happiness.

A walk back alone,
Into my cerulean room,
The azure curtains still hang,
Wrinkled from THE night’s frustration.
On the cobalt coverlet still lay,
Tear stains which narrate me a forgotten story.
Hidden inside my teal cupboard,
I find lost love’s fake promises.
Me? Teary eyed. Tears of blues.

A walk in dreams,
At crossroads, I meet an angel.
He asks me to make a wish.
I ask for his heart, in exchange for mine,
He grants my wish with powers divine.
He falls, I catch but the world’s serpentine.
Yet he loves and like a star I shine,
Me? Teary eyed, Tears of rejoice.