#breaths
the wind blew a little harder today—
all for a chance to kiss you.
i guess the coldness of days gone by
do not scare you at all.
now I whisper to find you,
in the smallest of cracks,
in the pauses between breaths,
in the vastness of the evening breeze.
nothing could ever make me
stop searching for you.
nor will i ever want to.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 3:33 AM UTC
Done are the days of May
You could say we moved on
Spent into early retirement
As raw breaths fade away
All there is is change
The importance of a moment
Instilled inside this frame
To have and to hold in exchange
Consumed to idle eyes
A gift for you and I
The view of which describes
Is fleeting if you let it pass by
Who you are and what to do
Escapism clasps many masks
Only shown to grace the task of life
Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 8:18 AM UTC
A crossed-stars distance apart...
Ours a tale, a fateful twist, a strange dance,
Like two stars forever intertwined,
Moving alongside each other over the
Horizon, but many many light years apart,
My love is like this what I see in my mind.
You and your tomboy-delicate features,
Short dark hair-youthful eyes play,
Me in my old age holding on many years away,
But still waiting for you to cross this distance.
One day you will see just how far apart we are,
But they still seem so nearby one another in my heart.
Please don't be afraid,
I will be one days length off-away-even distanced,
Though so far away. It's what draws me out to you,
Even in my last breaths, you'll stun. I am never going to forget
How you held me this close with that salty sweet
Taste I still can't resist on the tip of your tongue...
I will never distance like the stars do to-even if you let go.
Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 2:40 AM UTC
I’ve let your echo
Ruminate and round
Bouncing
For far too long
And now
I breathe you out
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 2:12 PM UTC
We held each other, unbounded warmth,
our lips, only an atom away,
crystalized joy in our hearts was formed
and soon our lungs for our breaths made way.
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 7:24 AM UTC
Come closer honey,
Listen to my heartbeats
yearning for you,
Like the sound of the ocean in a conch shell.
Come closer sweetheart,
Read our love story,
Etched in lines and shading,
Along the seashore of my body skin.
Come closer baby,
Feel how my breaths gasp and fall,
As ocean waves,
I, a windsurfer trying my best to hold on.
As much as you have made me burn in the raging fire of my love for you,
I wish you to roast with me in the inferno.
If it had been a stranger I would have desired the same,
But, you are my love,
How can I?
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 7:25 AM UTC
Chirping crickets, unheard whispers and a lonely street light.
For a small town, it is such a typical night.
A sweet aroma blows with the breeze,
Perhaps, coming from one of the flowers or the trees.
Red flares and moonflowers blooming under the moonlight.
Adding more grace to this beautiful night.
Peace and serenity rule in this silence,
There is no noise, there is no violence.
There are just sounds of heartbeats, deep breaths and whispers.
Just sounds of heartbeats, deep breaths and whispers.
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 6:14 PM UTC
I'm still straining
To see the vibrancy
Of colors painting reality,
But at least I've
Caught my breath
And found my sound.
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC
Vague,strange and confusing.
You are the unparalleled spirit of
The unborn crystal child.
Mesmeric as the soft drizzle of
Rain against the lilies,you are the coffee
Stain on pages of poetry.
A hot lacerating choking sensation
That completely engulfed your heart
As a lump of sobs you refused to loose.
In a paradise filled with nothing but
Unrecoverable things.
It was astounding how you still look up
For the divine rebirth of the redolent blurred fake memories.
With all these pack of desperation to find something
Made you smile , something claimed your rapaging soul.
When the sunset put his hat on with a half dozen stars were kissing the sky you soothed by the jingles of heaven's grief alluring lullaby.
Echoes of lyre's melodies brought the insomnia's starry vision of
Your elusory dream , those who barely wish for a drip of sweet hope back to sleep .
Receiving the thunderous quietness that shattered your tranquility.
"WAKE UP !" said the universe
It was there again...
Yes, a greedy hunger for the unknown pumping into your veins
Hither and thither had a sinlessness white,ravishing beauty and
unbearable lightness.
Unfortunately, for you it was just a suffocating shade of stagnation.
It was just you there as a reflection on the adornment unholy mirror.
You felt that one irresistible desire to observe a sad musing gaze filled the sharp abyss in your eyes.
Something calling you!
What incarcerated there was just a pure perfection
craved the vitality disturbance and the chaotic imperfection.
A glimpse of storm waited for its rage long enough with a fire's fading spark
Fighted to find anything burned for it.
But,Nothing was burning around , nothing just the nothingness.
A terrifying chill run through those unawakened emotions like a screaming
siren dragged those sloths feet into the hiding game .wondering if there
was any passing miracle could hold you before you catch up by the nonentity
As a comforting usurpation hard to capture , a missing destiny wandered out of
Your uncompleted written dairy. Eagerness swallow all of your sanity.
"when the restlessness keeps you yearning like a victim to thinking
While the lilac sky shed its tears watering all these pale tiny cherry
Flowers standing along the hill of immortality , there you will find an entity,
Who inflamed by obsession , the desire for addiction emitted as an
Anesthetic fragrant aching your lungs with uncontrolable breathing
Dive in the lovely warmth , just a stare will made you succumb and tumple down with
shivering knees . Now you could say
"good bye" to safe and souund
This is the den of passion.....
Let it tampr the fear inside your mind, playing with your
Sleepy creativity.
You had possessed ,he put a fever inside of you ,tearing up thought's monotony ,drown you with wave of curiousty till you feel these silkin butterflies
Fluttering in your chest .Bones ache , crazy heart's beats with huge
Smile dancing on your mouth , don't resist it ,welcome that unique
Pother ,racous and loudly deafening your surrounding.
Let him devours the angelic purity sulling you with sin's thrill
Enchanted by love's delirium.
Be a passion's lover
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 2:26 PM UTC
He last called my name,
Then he could speak no more,
I have seen many deaths,
I knew he was going to die.
They hospitalised him,
To check what was wrong.
I sat by the bed praying,
He breathed fast,
In between long sighs,
His eyes were glassy,
I asked for forgiveness,
He moaned,
Nodded several times,
I began to cry,
He was with the angels,
Reliving his past.
It is coming to an end,
The beeps on the machine slow,
Tears fall from his left eye,
He gives a heavenly smile,
Looks at me lovingly,
Let go of my hand.
The machine beeps no more,
Gently I close his eyes and mouth,
Straighten his legs and hands,
He was gone peacefully.
A man of great patience and love,
He gave all and asked for nothing.
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
take a deep breath in
exhale, let your body go
it will be alright
May 16, 2018
May 16, 2018 at 3:55 PM UTC
Although you threw me out of your life,
You discarded me from your thoughts,
You squeezed me out of your soul,
But I, still rule your heart,
I am engraved in it.
From all your beats of the heart,
One beat is mine,
From all your breaths one breath is mine,
If that one breath will stop death will be mine.
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 6:08 PM UTC
All sorrows don’t have the same weight.
And sometime its weight
is not related to the reason of the sorrow,
but on the person who endures it.
And there is always something worse
that could happen in everyone’s life.
Our sufferings may not be equal.
Our tears may not be of same hue.
But
a heart that hurts
must feel the same.
A mind that’s lost,
the whispers of blame
must feel the same.
When you don’t belong to earth
and the sky doesn’t want you
and you know not where to go.
Come to me.
I will hear you.
I will hear all you worries
that seem too childish to be spoken out.
I will hear the sound
of your deep breaths in the music of your sobs.
I will let you live your grief.
Grief to have lost.
Grief to have found .
Grief to simply exist.
Whatever it may be
and you don’t have to explain why it hurts.
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 5:18 AM UTC
my love
running
with
the
bulls
snorting
with my love
?
...
..
.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 3:50 PM UTC
On my journey of love I move
as path reveals itself inside of divine timing
Mountains of obstacles I conquer
with one step of confidence after another.
*Steps of trust
Steps of respect.
Steps of tears.
Steps of laughter.
Steps of fortitude.
Many steps to dreams.*
***
On my journey of love I move,
heart opening with every vibrational
breath
*Breaths for harmony.
Breaths to align with spirit.
Breaths to be grateful.
Breaths to open eyes.
Breaths to sing.
Many breaths to feel freedom.*
***
On my journey to find love I move,
blessing the mirrors of self I meet.
For we are all on a mission to find love
and peace in this ever changing world.
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 9:05 AM UTC
Turn your face and look away,
Ignore the hate, embrace the pain.
Find your strength and hold it close,
They don’t see it and never will know.
Find yourself among the trees,
Love your patterns like its leaves.
Know perfection isn’t an option,
But still strive for what you’ve always wanted.
Find your way through life’s windy paths,
Refuse to give into its continuous wrath.
Ignore where you are and don’t look around,
If there’s something to notice there’s always a sound.
Don’t look at your shoes and how ***** they are,
Notice where you’re standing and how far you’ve gone.
Focus on you and nobody else,
Forget all the products, forget all the wealth.
This is your life, so live every moment,
Love every breath and let yourself hold it.
Dith the anxiety and let the world do its work.
Fear will always exist but deny its fierce burn.
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 7:41 PM UTC
me
for
the
wrong
answer
she
left
with
an
question
?
...
..
.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC
dreaming has always been
part of the fragments of who I am
used to trace storybooks on thin paper
trying to find a way
to recreate the beauty of it
I would tape posters on my walls
princesses and all those ideas I found
trying to will myself to be like them
chanting that I will find me within them
as I drifted off
and when I fell for the first time
all my dreams would come back
running its fingers through my hair
and whispering sweetness I forbade
and that was when I found words
letting them immortalize the dreams
that would haunt and taunt and sing
showing me a world that I wanted to touch
and yet was pulled away from
I met you and they started making sense
as the touch of the faceless are echoed in yours
as your smile feels like coming home
as all the whispers soared into a song
yet I couldn’t understand
how writing you wasn’t easy
how putting all my dreams into words turned daunting
the more I let myself fall from the graces of heaven
so here I am now
with what I cannot let myself forget
the dreams I can never admit I had
with your face tattooed in my mind
and your name like stardust in my veins
I dreamt about how the mornings would be
the sunlight forgiving as it lit up your mouth
the coffee I never liked less bitter that day
as we giggle into each other’s shoulders
and I try to find a rhythm in tapping your skin
I dreamt about taking deep breaths
right before plunging into a sea
the saltwater stings and our laughter rings
our hair and our eyes spilled ink in the blue
I dreamt of lazy days in a cramped space
blasting the music we loved years ago
slipping on newly-scrubbed floors
cookies in an oven and a book in hand
our bodies finding odd ways to dance
I dreamt of rain on windows
as we drive around the town
going down streets we never knew
watching as the city lights sparkled
and snuggling up in our too-thin hoodies
I dreamt of long days that would end in hugs
holding all my tired bones
listening to my drowsy words
not admitting that I am tired as I nod off
goodnight kisses with my penguin pajamas on
random dinner dates at new food places
trying to survive spicy challenges
chugging down milkshakes and water
and laughing at our faces
holding hands on train rides
whispering jokes we stole from somewhere
sharing earphones and an overplayed playlist
making up stories about strangers
and as I look at your name in my contacts
I realize that it has been weeks, months maybe
since our words really meant anything to each other
since I could still remember your smile
because I remember dreams
but not the person in them
and you are but a faceless one yet again
in all those that still try to pull me in
and I understand now
you will only be a dream.
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 5:08 AM UTC
In sea of moments I swim,
each stroke being a step.
Air tickles my senses,
as it explodes in lungs.
Eyes open like shutters camera,
seeing world in its beauty.
In sea of breaths I move,
each inhale merging with moment.
Sun sings with vibrations of light,
opening heart to echo.
Stars shine with flickering magistry
making wishes fly.
In a sea of moments and breath,
I am my own avatar,
AWAKE and GRATEFUL.
Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 7:44 PM UTC
I knit all of my breaths together,
collect them and name them 'life'.
It helps me to wake up everyday
and not slit my wrists with a knife.
I survive and breathe and feel,
and it's hard but I keep on trying,
to fake a smile every now and then,
while on the inside I am dying.
But I learned that art is a good friend,
It stays along no matter the weather.
And maybe I have my art too;
I can be alive and dead - together.
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
Loving a flower is playing with danger,
and you must know, danger never warns,
so when you pluck me because you love me,
you forget I'm embellished with thorns.
Because you don't pluck the one's you love,
rather, you keep them alive.
So I let my love become your breaths
that filled your lungs, so you'd survive
But even love swoons into revenge,
and your love too was a fatal deed,
so watch my petals as they all wither,
but remember; my leaves helped you to breathe.
May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 4:53 PM UTC
The breaths not taken are accumulating.
It mixes with the tears not shed.
Creates a poison that lingers in my thought
but doesn’t flow into my blood.
To keep my barely alive to suffer.
Suffer from a poison of my own making.
Slowly I forget
one small detail at a time.
I realize it only when I see this gap in memory
that my frail imagination fails to fill.
Words are slipping out of my hands.
My thoughts are no longer mine.
All the parks have become graveyards.
Where tomorrow died a slow, slow death.
And it slips into an even slower decay.
Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 3:59 AM UTC