pi, pi ,pi ,pi...
that's the sound
my ears could hear.
It wasn't deafening
for I couldn't bear
the emerging pain
that would fill my heart.

one three it's thirteen,
into the second month
of a hundred of days.
oh my! don't leave so soon
our anniversary tomorrow
to be marked by an event
of the probability of your existence.

Flowers to your bed,
I bring you a card
that you should read.
though you're unresponsive
I thought to read it out loud
Will you be my valentine?
and then you sneezed.

Rejibudu

I write out the way I feel
with words unable to express
the feelings I conceal
and a mouth unwilling to confess

my state of incompleteness
desiring to be not depressed
to retain my consiousness
my feelings are left unexpressed.

I've always wanted answers
I've always asked questions
became a freelancer
in line with my obsession

following this sequence
I'm exposed to life
with it's frequence,
I see the wildlife.

Signed a contract
little did I know
It's occurrence shined bright
on my face, and then I realized.

Signed a contract
little did I know
came into this world on a mission
my work I'm here to fulfill

Signed a contract
little did I know
when the deal is over
I'll have to go.

Signed a contract
little did I know
got to fulfill my purpose
before the allotted time's up.

signed a contract
little did I know
this is business
and everyone's on their contract

From the heart flows
the freshness of air
the warmth of touch
the glowing of eyes
the sound of a smile
the occasion of scene
the calmness of mind
the wings of time;
hence! The feeling of love.

It's so hard this time,
the pain i feel in my heart
like it's gonna rip apart.
What i get when i suppress
the feelings and act all cool,
and then you care no more.

It's so hard this time,
the tears won't stop;
and it doesn't cleanse the pains.
How quickly time flies,
from friends to strangers
I miss you.

Oh! How I love the swirls and swings the words make
In my world of words; the unusual reality I see.
A reality I make for myself, with the words I so choose.
The acrimony I retain,
The pain I let go by writing;
until the dark thumb of fate presses me to the dust;
I'll express myself with these words.