One, two, three
Just like that

I am walking away
without ever looking back

From what I see
There is no use to seek further

in moments of bliss
you shine inadvertently
unsure of why I worry of you

in fragments of abyss
you relieve deliberately
sure of why I wish for you;
I certainly cannot miss

A wall can stand before you
or a curve ball may strike after you;
do not be frightened --
for as long as I remember:

The most painful obstacle
shapes you in the most secure
well-being

If you face mischance,
serendipity will visit and
welcome you gladly in its arms

Reflect correspondingly

Tug tightly and treasure
There is so much more
that awaits you as you glide through
your days

Second mountain exists --
you simply have not
found a map for it yet

Navigating through rip tides
may let you dwindle or spiral
irrepressibly
until you reach upon arrival

Nights of journey can be redirected,
as you carry on with what you held on to
closely and dearly

If you face mischance,
opportunity will knock and
welcome you gladly in its arms

Act suitably

Open graciously and seek
There is so much more
that awaits you as you shine through
your days

This world that you were brought into
will teach, nurture, and cradle you
as you spread kindness around

Greatest gifts may not be discovered
as of now

How will you resonate?

I found myself
I found myself and ran away

Gliding through the days when
I worried about anything
to everything

One does not know when
they are breaking
until detour looms over

to try to sneak you in

Riding past the days when
I worried about nothing
to something

One knows when
they are healing
until detour seeks no more

to try and peek in

I find myself
I find myself and walk away

When you look above,
what do you see?

pink or blue
dawn or dusk
sunset or sunrise
with or without demise

lifting the weight
seems impossible

belief in oneself
is armor in galore

When you look below,
what do you believe?

Coalesced in unwavering thoughts
Simmering, glimmering, twinkling
It’s been awhile since I took a vacation

Tangled up with current happenings
Unable to forego the bruising scars
Here I go

Days of remembrance and existence
Swing past me;
but no more drowning
in sorrow

For I morph stronger,
beaming in plight
standing much longer

Scattered in unwarranted plots
Shimmering, twisting, linking
It’s quite awhile until I take a vacation

Sunshine
pierces within,
I recall scenes of March:
lilac fields meet mint to glisten
Come soon.

Just like that
I discovered
my uncertainty
was due to
my senses

Beneath all this
I discovered
my curiosity
was due to
your defenses

Would it be unfair
if I looked at you
from afar?
Would it be unfair
if I spent more time
apart?

In the meantime,
I hope your dreams
come true --
just like you

You can lift me
with merely a smile
my head tilts at the sight of you

I want you near  
stroking my hair
gazing through my eyes

Speak to me more
about you and your interests
anything you can possibly share

You can see me
in the days and nights
when my hand reaches out to you

I want you here
cradling my arms
submerging through my mind

“Alright, enough - let me stop looking”
through the feed:
where they went
what they ate
who they saw
where they spent

is it just me or
does it seem uncanny
that I am the only one
feeling more lost
as I enter
my virtual scrapbook

my ups and downs
unfurl and curl me around
after merely twenty minutes,
activating to navigating
surreptitiously agitating

“I wonder how he’s doing
oh how about her too”
through the feed:
how they snapped
what they chatted
seems nosey but just
want to stay in the loop

it is just me or
does it seem melancholy
that I am the only one
feeling more lost
as I leave
my inner diary

wanting to restart:
empty
and
    unscathed

one of these days
I will try to see without being obtrusive
I will try to breathe without much heaviness
I will try to hear without being unheard
I will go along with much steadiness

the irreplaceable is never to be
forgotten  
almost impossible to take back
as the grateful recipient  
the irreplaceable is never to be
forgotten
almost possible to give back
to soon-to-be recipients

one of those days
I will speak with assurance
I will feel with dauntlessness
I will think with resourcefulness

360 degrees of empty space
Comprised with clouds of ideas
floating about and out
only getting older
Wouldn’t have it in another

Shouting out but hearing nothing
as if they have to enter like it’s something
worthwhile to consider
But what is it exactly to remember

Cyclic and pessimistic
just be still for now
Wouldn’t make a difference anyhow

Uninvited visitor
intrusive, destructive, elusive
Obnoxious in first minute
Forgiving in second minute

Surge through the constant illusion
where expectations and reality meet
from emptiness to everything
Becoming obsolete and on repeat

Trudge to square one
see what wasn’t seen at first:
a battle left undefeated until it
unleashes and heals what hurts

Rest your head against mine
close the eyes and breathe
no matter how low or high the sigh
entangle the knot to sought and believe

Where did it all begin?
stride the riotous rides,
in which you seek from within
Only to find yourself being swept from the tides

Wariness and insidious greed
bred together by incongruence
create destructions dangerously,
wholly, precariously upon decadence
all the answers cannot be provided
to some degree, eliminate;
Hindered visions unseeingly drag,
raising its toxicity but unknowingly disseminate
with thorough cleanse and repair.

Among the countless highlands,
lies the shelter of coziness.
More than one route is present;
thou shall not take the shortcut.
Like the tumbling earthquakes,
grounds will cry out.
Spontaneous happenings are passing:
Noons of misery and
Nights of sorrow shall leave.

Conformity, veracity, and
acceptance mend purpose
Unfold the map gradually,
Excavate and explore into the surface,
Thrive and reclaim spools of upholstery.

Rest your head against mine
open the eyes and breathe
no matter how short or long the time
entangle the knot to sought and seek...
When will it all begin?

Meanwhile
I walk and sway,
hear trains whistle away;
quite enthused these cotton bolls make
me smile

One of these days,
as I hardly wait for the stormy breeze
I want to look up without
it being a chore

Waking up as the sun says hello
waving down on me,
tenderly lifting the nightmares
allowing me to soar

Among second thought,
wondering just what teases
and fumes me at the worst,
I escape from what I abhor

For the record it's as if
I couldn't resist
what kept eating me away
until I knew how to say "no more"

Taking the first step,
mementos flash amidst -
the ignition throws
this eternal vicinity I have yet to explore

On a rainy midnight arrives traces of words
reading it twice as if I skipped a few in between the lines,
tears don't trickle down,
as I carefully want decipher the absurd
But nothing is discovered.

My voice gives me the notion to
send silence instead --
to not resonate the noises
you are afraid to hear.

It echoes and elongates into train of
relief and disbelief
arranging itself into denouement
to no avail  
racing against time to simmer
down and prevail

No allotted time would acquire;
Solely up to you to decide
For I left, not because I wanted to let go –
but because I did not want to let go:
Indecisiveness is a traitorous being.

Contrasting night views reflect over our heads
but how we used to be is far behind us,
not able to catch up
footprints have been erased to bring us
as souls that are becoming more complete.

Beneath anger lies layer or two of pain
None of these are present,
for enchanting renewal has beseeched me.

Reaching into the next scenes that await me
my only wish is the same for you as well.
Remember when I told you
I don’t want to fall in love
but rise in love?

My desire was met and another is to see
you reach farther,
risen in love.

Riptides with gusty winds
           envelop over when it is most unexpected
channeling your inner stream of delightful moments
          that was once with you way back when
you were fearless and fierce

Look up and breathe in tepidly
             you don’t need an answer right away,
so stand beneath the clouds
             and stay

Wash over the inhibitions
           by tiptoeing out to see the waves
At first semblance, coldness
           makes you shiver but later
the mint-colored sea brings
a smile to your face

splish

    splash





pit-a-pat

Being knit-picky won’t let you get by
Every hour you’ll wonder without even knowing it
Forget about the excess
As if you are unaware

Suppressing is not the answer
Relieving and breathing
Surely you can add to that
Carefree and peacefully

Winding down and pivoting down
No time scrounges for allotted share:
Dubious alignments make no amends

Let them see you
for who you are
Let them see you
for what you display
Let them see you
for why you go on about
and do it relentlessly

Flashback to three years ago
Sensing what’s next seems foreign
Grasping this and that as if it’s everything
Even when it doesn’t come to you

Trembling lips, crumbling vision, ringing mindlessly
During that blink of an eye,
record it to review  
In different angles, it could be anything

Flash forward to three years more —
Choose what arrives often,
to erase bizarre questions that may crawl
into you

You mustn’t get swallowed
by self-made potion
Before you realize, it’ll paralyze everything
When it doesn’t come to you

My footprints on the sidewalk
Playfully sneak up
Wishing that I had spent more
Relieving the ways that used to be
what seemed so distant
shall not be congruent to them

What would quench the thirst
This I do not know;
Stay and look out
For something else
Knocking on the pavements
with my shoes, I wait

I run

I jog

I walk before I wait again

I jog

I run

Catching my breath once more
Train of thought follows my footprints
Lingering and simmering within the heat:
Risen too much for relief

Belief is a beautiful armor
Heavy yet still being tugged
shining
glistening
reflecting
Every now and then the cycle repeats
The stoppage can come far later

Enjoy as it lasts,
and carry it
Slinging at the back or not
If it exists -- it must be so

Up above, there lies a jay
stringing along; hymns echo
films dotted with distinct remembrance
impede below

Delightful sanity gives surprises
broken-hearted yet spiteful
nor mistaken nor having realized
It's cunningly difficult  

Streams lead to a waterfall
floating out and about: turning into
an unfamiliar ocean. Foreign gestures shall
not be welcomed for as long as they ensue

Intertwined with realms of sheer
doubt results in egregious errors
unwilling to surrender or adhere
with principles that speck terror

Behind it, traces remain
with what is divine
make certain that it cannot be found and named --
No matter how much caution lies

In the midst of all this
there lies a cloud, peeking above from the river tops
unwilling to be smothered with the flocks of crows
and it shows just what it desires –
Rays that almost seem blinding;
Only kind that boosts energy
Hinder the loss that was once expected

Unhidden silence lingers through day and night,
Triggering what was forgotten
Had it not been for the laughter
She would have become more senile
But could it be that she knew all along?
That there is a certain order to the
Counterfeits and deficit mischief?
Once a tot,
then a youngster
who was reassured thoughtlessly
Transcending into
the woman
who she wanted to be

Starting the day off with caffeine;
ending the day with caffeine
it is now a routine that is hard to break
but it is the only medium that she can dive into --
an exquisite ensemble.

Earthy fixtures of land oozes pungent smoke from railroads,
paving the doubt that squanders unknowingly.
Or at least it would be the last on her mind
Before it crawls back up, swallowing the good first and then the bad:
filling up the lungs,
the heart,
and eventually
the innermost.