#longlost
People moving in
With their suitcases on board
Standing everywhere
Fumbling to their seats.
"MAY I SEE YOUR BOARDING PASS?"
Yes please.
Plane flies on the runaway
Diving into the clouds
Into a puff of wind
and smoke.
We fly.
I sat unmoved
For the rest of 16 hours.
I thought I had been fossilized.
Hardened.
But I saw it flying
Us flying to mi casa
Time is rolling backwards
My lips tugging backwards
No more jetlagging.
I held on to a light of a hope
with a lopsided grin.
Perhaps,
It's time to say hello
To the land long forgotten
The land with cozy saturday mornings
Where we have dinner at 7pm, not 9.
The land that I long to be in
Where I had been long gone
is 60 minutes apart.
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 4:26 PM UTC
She always wanted to be
as famous as
Shakespeare.
Bawling dramatically in the cornfield.
My flip flops stuck
in the oozy mud
as I followed her for safety.
She sobbed on my shoulder during Titanic because she wasn't as beautiful
as Kate Winslet.
The rest of the cinema
gave me funny looks.
Soggy shoulder,
everyone necks craning to listen
to my therapy phrases.
"Sshhh. It's okay.
You're beautiful in a different way".
I never told her that lipstick didn't suit her.
And she still wears it now
on Facebook.
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC
Doomed into dawn
with twilight
just another retention as yourself.
A bitter bliss
and a very sweet sadness all at the same time,
with it all...
hand in hand...
Just like us a few moons ago.
My very own bitter-sweet sensation,
you and I
'til the very last star in the morning
accompanied by the living-dying sun.
The joys of new love,
A brand new us...
From dreams to reality filled with memories.
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 4:08 AM UTC
It was when the rain start
as my heart skip a beat
I heard yours in triump
Thumping and pumping so fast
You smile mischievously
And sing for me endlessly
Oh! How hate and love collide
Just like heat after the summer kiss
And the cold breeze of snow flakes bliss
It was all clear to me oh! How I miss you badly
Years after years
Decades strike straight through me
Wrinkles and lines visible on my face
As the smell of your perfume filled my nostrils
And now it's my time
To go back to our old days my love
The film of life is done with me
And I'm ready to go free
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 6:43 AM UTC