Fascinating

Saturday, February 12, 2022

all you did was
stand still
with your spell

sounding so sweet
looking so divine
you hold my wishes
in your palm
to grant or to crush
and through your magic
you showed me a glimpse
of what we could be
so in an instant I fell
but I don't even care
whether I survive the fall
or if I die
because in every way
in every second
every time I look at you
even right here, right now
as I see the ground approaching
at a horrifying speed
all I can think of is how
could someone look so
beautiful

 


But

Blue

Friday, December 17, 2021

I used to wonder
when we die out
do we just disappear
or do we go out with a bang
leaving an unknown dark hole
gaping in our soul?

do we cry
as our little light
gets blown out
without a fight
do we cherish
or do we curse
do you flourish
knowing what you just escaped?

do I become the wind
that caresses your hair
all the while to stop wondering
are you doing fine
or are you also feeling blue
wondering if
even in your greatest time
isn't your heart hollow too?

Warmth

Saturday, July 11, 2020

I chipped a little part of me
every time I brush against you
or anyone new
the sharp edges
surrounding my soft center
cannot be seen anymore
but
with you it's just a brush
never an embrace
only brief impacts
that shaped me differently
so even though I know
I'm disappearing slowly
at least what is left of me
get warm from the friction
from when I brush against you

Paradise

Sunday, April 7, 2019

somewhere in a foreign city
I found a part of me
drifting off, wandering
with nowhere to go
head is pounding
heart is breaking
and my soul is floating
in strange chemicals
and musky fragrance

right before silence took over
on the edge of sobriety
I watch myself
taking wispy breaths of
wind and sky
drowning in endorphins
grasping remnants of reality

when I woke up
from the dream I realized
just how unfair it is
you told me that human
must not cling onto the clouds
while you spread your wings
and live in paradise



Seeking Truth

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Listen to the footsteps
It is getting further
Take a hint
Read between the lines
I was told many times
Do you even remember
The time when we stood together
Beautifully intertwined
And the things you said
When you were lucid
Was it all a lie
Or
Is this a lie
You asked me to listen
But the hints and the footsteps
Along with your in-betweens
They are lies too

When We Met

Thursday, November 15, 2012

 On a warm midsummer's night

Closing in on the weekend anxiously

Under a dim yellow light they sit tight

A table of four, confined in melody


Patiently wait in hollow of all people

You only for silence to take over

Too far from serenity all in to tipple

You shout your lungs out and catch fire


Didn't I tell you before

Red was never your color

But brown eyes filled with desire

Not sure if it was destiny or just plain satire

Who brought together a cheater and a liar


 
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