Some stories never end, but this one does.

Though distance may stretch, it finds an end—
A journey of 40,000 kilometers at most.
Though we drift far, we too must part—
380,000 kilometers, no more.
Yet heart to heart, though far apart,
We meet in eight short minutes.

I penned the start, you wrote the close,
Will there be another chapter?
Who knows?

I love three things in this world.
The sun, the moon and you.
The sun for the day,
The moon for the night,
And you forever.
For the world,
You are somebody,
But for somebody,
You are the world!

It was dark
They filled her heart
With poison
Disguised as a kind act.

They promised her
Life will be full of colors
But they made her blind
Too fool to see
the hidden plans

She drowned
She begone
She hates mankind

But the poison
Lives with her
With a heart as pure
As a silver
She returned

The rebirth
Kindness is gone
In the poison
They shall swarm

Under the innocent face
Is a revenge
You cannot erase

Meeting you was the luckiest moment of my life.
You brought light and warmth to my world,
and for a while, that felt like everything.
But soon, I realized that simply meeting you wasn’t enough.
We crossed paths only to part ways,
leaving me with memories and what-ifs.
The saddest part is knowing we weren’t meant to stay.
You were both a beautiful gift and a bittersweet loss,
reminding me that sometimes the most important encounters
are the ones that don't last.

It's raining in your city.
I want to ask if you have an umbrella,
but I don't.
Because I am afraid that you say no,
and I can't do anything about it
just like I say I love you,
but I can't give you the life you want.

Cedar wood house
aching with arthritis
still standing atop a hill,
at me, she blew a kiss,
dreaming I could feel,
and as made my way
down the horizon
where the flowering
dogwood-covered
peaks rose
to this valley,
where whiskey flows,
old mountain ranges
have always been
November’s ghost.

I’m on this road
thinking it will lead me home,
but all along,
I was wrong,
my home lives with me
in my bones.
Faces I knew by heart,
in time faded until forever gone,
I’m left here singing their song
with their names etched
on winter stones.

This road has grown weary
leading me to golden places
that weren’t even there;
all the while it was I
chasing castles in the air,
and I was foolish enough
to care about running after
a mirage anywhere,
all along,
by my side, the happiness
that I dared myself to find,
has always been with her.

Hey, come on!
Let me show you a trick to see
the girl you've been longing for right now.
Ready? Close your eyes. 3, 2, 1...
You actually believe that stupid lie?
Just how desperately do you miss her?

Blood on my fangs, I once saw as glitter
Rose-tinted world drowned in a hopeless filter
Crushed from the soul, heart-wrenched, lifelessly searching
No more hope where fragile seeds have been stomped
While time's sharp fangs can't seem to be stopped

As my mind is catching fire
Mentally sick, endless haywire
Too much to say, but no air escapes my lungs
No words to express what's become my world
Heavy clouds tinted undescribable shades
And ground overgrown, within it hidden venomous snakes

Shattered glass obscuring my vision, I won't look back
Infinitely dark, my face smothered in vantablack
But just then a light showed me a glimpse
A shooting star told me it's my turn to make a wish

A wish so grand it makes the ground rattle and
If it lights up a world just a little brighter than it is now
I won't turn back into the darkness I came from, a heartfelt vow
But it's just me, in reality
My entirety soaked in liberating rain and vitality
Where I wish upon a star that falls just to stop sparkling
Faster than self-made chains leave you in soliloquy, blood on your hands, burdening