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237 · Oct 2020
Dream Away
Triste Oct 2020
If one night
A dream escapes my sleep
And wanders into reality
I hope it wakes me up
Next to you
229 · Aug 2018
House of Cards
Triste Aug 2018
I laid the cards on the table
And it was a gamble
Ace of hearts, I bet
You treated me like the rest
But I chose to play
And it made you stay

The cards were shuffled
King of hearts,
I am baffled
I drank the wine
And you were drenched in time
You've seen me fall
Broken and bruised

You laid the cards on the table
A second gamble?
Queen of hearts, I bet
My heart is weak
But you started to play
And it made me stay
Jack of hearts,
You knew right from the start
That we already played this part
223 · May 2018
For the one I love
Triste May 2018
My pen
bleeds
A thousand
death
As he gives
meaning to my
Words
205 · Aug 2021
The Train Ride
Triste Aug 2021
Let’s get on this train
Beyond the yellow line
We’ll never chase away the time
Our feet, bigger than the world beneath
It’s never too late
Hold my hand
We may never have this chance

In this ride
With you by my side
Scenes outside are changing
But you feel all the same

I look at you
Reason, deeply buried within those eyes

I’ll spread your smile
Across the distant seas
And keep this memory
Framed by overlooking trees
We don’t need to share a word
But we’ll talk about this someday

Your hair still smells like winter

It’s time to get off the train
Beyond the yellow line
There’s never enough time
Our feet, bigger than the world beneath

Pouring rain and shallow waters
Where do we go from here?
Do our hearts still burn?

We are never too late.
Hold my hand
I love you just the same.

This life with you
I lived every moment
Let’s talk about that ride
Beyond the yellow line
Our feet, still bigger than the world beneath
We were on time
Let’s talk about that train ride.
194 · May 2018
Dead end
Triste May 2018
When darkness creeps in
And light turns into a dream
Shadow of your memories paint my bedroom walls
And tears form your image as they fall
Your silence haunts me
Screaming in my sleep
I'm awake in your absence
Wounded and shattered
Naked and lost
The once blue sky has turned gray
The flowers have withered
And the rainbow no longer in sight
The wind whispered a painful cry
A dagger stabbed to the heart
You're gone and I'm alone
In this place we used to call our own
So I'll keep the lights out
And turn your music low
I'll leave this place and burn it down
Let the fire keep me warm
As I imagine walking away from your arms
Goodbye my love
And let me bury the ashes to the ground
189 · May 2018
Words
Triste May 2018
We only have words between us
A reason to smile
Fragments of the mind
A scent that lingers on
To shake my bones
And set the heart on fire

You have golden dust in your eyes
When silence creeps in
I dream, can't I?
A golden skyline
Or an ocean view
The smell of salty air
I looked at you
Words, that's how I fell for you
Triste May 2018
I toss and turn
In this bed of feelings
I cannot discern
Pillow of your thoughts
Have kept me awake
And a blanket of your words
Have been playing in my head
I stare at the ceiling
A blank and empty space
Like my heart
A void that you can only fill in
I start to scribble your name
Hoping to find comfort in this game
But a lump in my throat started to sing
A grief-stricken ballad
Burning my skin
Bleeds my eyes
And I taste salt in my lips
Long have I been haunted by your absence
In between these sheets
But darling the night is long
A scarred morning I will mourn
That in her arms you belong
188 · Apr 2019
Iced Mocha
Triste Apr 2019
So, you're the espresso shots mixed in that iced mocha, even without the whipped cream, even with the imperfections, even with the bitter taste, even when you're under the gray skies, even without the sunshine on your face, the ice chips melting, it was still delicious. But then you got me twisting and turning on this bed of half baked dreams, I curl up like an almond pretzel wishing I was wrapped around the warmth of melted chocolate chips. You turned my mind into a carnival, carousels of too many roundabouts, spin me deliriously inside these violent waves and rushing lava flows. I have been counting sheep and chasing cars, played lullabies and uttered lost riddles to the stars tonight. I have climbed the mountains high and touched the clouds above the seas. I have walked these shores of pure white sand and saw your reflection on the moon at night. This train of thought is completely off track or maybe I am just lost in time.                         Tell me, why is it so hard to fall asleep?
181 · May 2018
Time
Triste May 2018
What can be more precious than time?
How each stroke creates a resonating sound
A nostalgia in every round
What can be more beautiful than time?
That breaks the dawn with painted skies
And a golden sun that dies for moon?
What can be more powerful than time?
That wounds the heart
And heals a soul?
That can stop the world
And hold two people in tune?
181 · Oct 2020
Wisdom
Triste Oct 2020
It’s when we feed our minds
That we nurture the heart
And feel our bones connected
180 · May 2019
Alice
Triste May 2019
I like the way you see things
And often times I wonder how it would feel like to see the world right through your eyes
The way midnight strikes in your heart
And the way your mind hatches with thoughts at 3am
The way words unravel the secrets behind your inaudible laughter
In the wee hours of the morning
When everything is still and silent
And all thoughts have not yet been taken
And maybe, even at a glance, the way that you see me too.
174 · May 2018
Home run
Triste May 2018
He had a baseball bat
In his hand
I was on the mound
I pitched in my heart
Fastball
Curveball
Change-up
****
He hit them all
Home run
171 · Nov 2019
Shuffle play
Triste Nov 2019
When your Spotify playlist is on shuffle and a song that you haven't heard for quite sometime suddenly comes on, unearthing all kinds of emotion and stirring beautiful memories of someone or of a shared moment, but it is something that doesn't make you feel sad or lonely but rather feels like a soothing kind of warmth that makes your eyes glow and lights up your face, brings back all the butterflies that once fluttered your heart but now graces your lips with a smile even when it's time for them to leave again.
Triste Oct 2020
You are the place I visit too many times
You have recognized my face
The one that keeps me grounded
You hold my name to your chest
You are the place I visit too many times
You have become my home
You mark my steps
I never lost my way
You are the place I visit too many times
You have become my certainty
A thousand dreams
My sole reality
166 · May 2020
A Kinder Cup
Triste May 2020
In a world
Full of spiteful and degrading
Bottle of remarks
May we be the humble
And upbuilding
Cup of gestures
Inspired by the words of Ray Bradbury
166 · Apr 2020
A Bedtime Story
Triste Apr 2020
I have kept the seeds of your stories
In jars of your laughter
Without the lid on
I offered them as a gift
And safely tucked them in
As the Earth's bed cradle them to sleep
Soon, they will bud in the morning
And your stories will grow
I may not be there to listen
But I know that somewhere distant
Another face glows.
158 · Apr 2020
Thursday
Triste Apr 2020
He asked me if I believe in Destiny
I said, "Not really, and you?"
"Well, I believe in now and all this." he said
I replied, "I believe in my choices and I chose to be here."
And he smiled.
158 · Jul 2020
Silence
Triste Jul 2020
It didn’t shed a tear
Didn’t cause the floorboards to creak
Didn’t slam the door
But kept the windows open
And the record playing
It didn’t leave a scar
But carved a memory
A crease on the fabric of time
A silent breath of a stranger’s goodbye
153 · May 2018
The Artist
Triste May 2018
My mind is tired
Like a barren land
Nothing grows
And words don't rhyme
Except for silence who loves time
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but an ink
Write verses to keep
And to dream in my sleep
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but a glance
A spark of hope for another chance?
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but a touch
An aching stroke to my weary heart
An artist I think
Has left me with nothing but a spell
Enchanting, and I have never been the same
My mind is still tired
And the artists's love is all I ever want
146 · Jan 2020
Romeo
Triste Jan 2020
Your name still marks the pages of my thoughts
And your voice still resonates inside the hollows of my soul
Like a feather, soft and delicate
Like cashmere touching my skin
I am never alone.
143 · Apr 2023
Greetings
Triste Apr 2023
Silhouette words
And cherry lips
Your neon smile and lullaby eyes
Riddled by tongues
Stories of secret passages
Of our countless meaningful encounters
125 · Oct 2020
Haunted
Triste Oct 2020
We ghost someone
Like we are on a diet
We decided to skip the meal instead
Thinking we’re better off
Without the extra calories
We feel good
Unknowingly, the damage slowly starts within
The belly’s silent and painful cry
Of boiling acid tears
Reaching our throats
Yes, it’s too late for that meal now
“Good riddance,” whispered by the haunted.
110 · Oct 2023
Kintsugi
Triste Oct 2023
When you’re broken
I’ll stitch you up in gold
And I won’t let your pieces fall
I will always love the light that reflects
your flaws
How you shine through my darkest bones

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