You have to forget me .
the moment you met me.
Ages ago.
You have to forgive me
the moment you kissed me.
Months ago.
You have to escape me.
the moment you touched me.
Days ago.
You have to believe me.
the moment you lost me .
Tomorrow.
Today.
Yesterday.
Centuries ago...
Cleopatra

Do you think life is fair?
Sometimes, I would think it's not.
I am aware that things happen for a reason.
But still, grasping its true meaning remains a mystery.
At times, I'd feel everything is okay but I know it's not.

I only have one simple wish and that's for me to gain back what I've lost.
I don't need all the riches that the world can offer, the fame that I am enjoying.
Because, these are all superficial and temporary.
I want what's pure, genuine and that will last.

I missed that feeling of being secured. That, your whole self is aware that you're being taken care of.
That, I don't even have to be reminded with words because your heart can actually tell.

If only, it never occurred once in my life.
If only, it never happened in the past.
Definitely, I won't be questioning and won't be begging to bring back the missing piece.

I guess, I'll just have to take a spin.
Cry if I need to and laugh to forget the pain.

When the inky sky holds the sun
She'll pull him closer
The stars dancing in her hair
I'll slowly forget you
Even though I promised never to
I have to
So it doesn't hurt
At twilight
My thoughts
Turn to black velvet sky
Vast and star-lit
The night will kiss the sun
And say
I love you
Her eyes will shine
With her galaxy tears
And say goodbye
My memories fade
And I whisper goodbye
As you slowly disappear
From my mind

Your face
Your eyes
I think about all the time

The moment
The picture
I keep replaying it in the future

I'm awake
I can't sleep
It feels like a dream

But I know it's not
I can't remember
They're blurring memories

I named my flowers
After you.
After all, there's strong resemblance -
Both of you are made of plastic,
Colorful and fake.

I named my onions
After you.
After all, there's strong resemblance -
Both of you had made me weep,
Blinded by the burns.

I named my scissors
After you.
After all, there's strong resemblance -
Both of you have torn apart
Endless hearts of paper and people.

I named my coffee
After you.
After all, there's strong resemblance -
Both of you held my consciousness
Captive in your hands.

I named my one-night
After you,
After all, there's strong resemblance -
Both of you took what you wanted
Then took off and never looked back.

I named my poems
After you.
After all, there's strong resemblance -
The amount of pain that you both made me go through,
Is just how far
I've grown.