On the corner of your pages
I'll leave not my name
Nor my wretched face,
But a word of thanks

You let me read your stories
Shared to me your worries;
I somehow became part
Of your wonderful art

I would be greatly honored
If you saw my crooked words
And remember those times
That once our pages aligned—

Where laughters are easy to find
So did our cries and whines.

You tripped off your feet
Then stepped on something that pip,
It goes boom; and you go woom!
You reached the heaven,
But got rejected—
So you entered hell,
Full of wiles, trying to be
The villain in their eyes;
Yet, Satan was out of the house
Fighting angels and God for wows;
With no choice Charon ferries you
Back to where the happy are few.

I saw a bird the size of whale
It has wings like clouds
And eyes like the dipper stars;

I want to run mountains,
Climbing peaks with each step
With no sweat as I reached Everest;

******* is not a bull that ****
Like how chaos and mayos rhymes
But don't taste the same;

Anarchy, I understand not antipathy
Though I'm full of empathy
That is not present with any of my aunties;

Oh mind, you rocked tonight
Thus dreaming of a life with light,
Tomorrow is another fight;

Present within, dumb and intelligence
I'll gather them once
And they decided, I'll live how I want.

I saw your face
And thought an angel,
The sun has fallen—
You shine so effortlessly,
With a heart of gold
Brighter than any other,
And even blessed with a laughter
So contagious it makes the dead chuckle;
You've captivated me
My eyes set you as the prize,
But I know I'm destined for bronze
That is why the delusions must end—
Maybe in the next life
I can make you love me twice.

I got a piece of my soul
Stuck on your ruffled sleeves
Can I pry them off
I'll try not to let our skins touch
Cause I too am trying to forget
The warmth that I've felt

Rainy days make me contemplate
What if I took her warm embrace
What if we shared our dreams and fears;
It is the cold that whispers,
Lonely tunes of an old radio,
Waking up emotions of faded hue;
The thought of you and me
How lovely would it be
If I could lean on your shoulder
As the weather turns colder.

Stars looked like glowing sands
Down here—far, far below;
Cities too radiate a blinding hope
Gazed beyond the fields and hills;
Beauty oozes out of a distant thing,
Meter and miles allures the mind.