Dear moon ,
If the sky itself could collapse
And you could fall
I would hold you on my palms
Cause only your daises and twilights define me
The fade knows my darkest secrets
The reflection kisses my wildest dreams
The scintillate stares at my deepest desires
Just look like plaster of Paris
So ***** with footprints
ugly with no color
But still I like you the most
And still love your dark side

Laying under the starry skies
I often think of him
Neither do I know where he is?
Nor when he would be
He shall live in this world
Long after I leave it
But not entirely gone
It is in his hands now
He might be my savior
Or the one who kills me
He is the last living person
Who shall ever remember me
Before him is a choice
That which affects me, not him
To grant me my death
Or increase my immortality
Will he choose to keep me alive?
How can I be sure of it?
Or will he grant me my death?
How can I be sure of this?
I walked on the sands of time
Hoping to leave a trail
To guide the traveling, weary souls
Of those coming after I’m gone
How does a single footprint
stand against the tide of the ocean
How does a single memory
compare to the rush of memories
Each footprint of mine
As I walked on the sands of time
Started fading behind me
Erasing the trace of me forever
And there lie my footprints
Fading, in the sands of time
Like the trace of my existence
Fading away from the world I called HOME

A vague memory
of heaven behind me
I'll walk up,
I'll walk straight up with
cold teeth that shiver
blue gums, that bleed
cold nights with white sheets
and white eyes that don't sleep

with fire beneath my red feet
that bleed, bleed and bleed
Follow my footprints
don't be mistaken
for they do not lead

-Kaya

I envy the sea
For how quickly it erases
Footprints on the beach
Like no one's ever passed by it,
Because it takes more than
The moon and the whole ocean
When I erase the footprints
And tiptoes you've made
On my shores,
Making a sand castle of your own
To live in,
And God knows when the waves
Would come by

my words fade
faster than  
footprints on sand
or snow on a hand

My heart
is a landmine
and your footprints
are
all
over
the
place.

021217

This beautiful night, dark with drizzle,
My lines you stole, started to whistle,
The wordless song fresh and tuned,
The music in air stopped then resumed...

My foot inside your foot prints,
I would take a million tiny steps,
Enveloped in the breeze that embraced you,
Eyes closed, pure and secure...

I want to walk
with you.

I want our footprints
along the ocean shore.

I want you to
look at me the way I look at you.

Except that just like those footprints,
your love for me has disappeared.

(-DF-04/304/16-)