And so it rained.

Well, uhh, this feels like a drag to start a hell of a post for this day.

Yesterday night clouds hovered above me for all reasons and they were heavy and almost pitch black, so I was all gloomy and droopy-eyed like a bastard not giving a single damn about anything and just sitting and staring and liking random posts on social media and all, not even announcing it's gonna be my burp day today (It's a drag to let people know your birthday, them thinking you should be greeted and all, and I was just like wuddu hell I don't give a damn that much, I mean, I used to, but being over-sentimental just makes me expect too much. I've given up on that just recently. And you have to, at least show them gratitude and hell of thanks and smiles and shitloads of total what-I-do-for-society things, and all that's kinda grueling for me. I wanted this day to be peaceful and ideally spent alone but that didn't happen.)

So I was not in the mood to celebrate, being a sore loser all these years and that realization hit me like a bulldozer this year. And there I was, treating myself a little special and all, so I was frustrated.

And then the day came like cold wind in summer.

I was surprised by Mr. Sun's greeting, every year my day's always deluged, and so it happened.

I took a 'detour' (what it means, only I know), cursing every single thing and swearing to hell I would rise and all that high and mighty talk.

I was too blase to even take today seriously.

But it all was seeped by people's presence.

It was quite fun. 

But it rained.

(AAAAHhhh, it's a drag, don't wanna continue this no more, Imma eat spaghetti instead.)

|22:32|July 15. 2016|

I wish I was a guy (Old poem)

I wish I was born a guy instead

Never to date every 28th

Or buy a bunch of liners

Never too weak, never too delicate

Never to waste an hour or so

Looking at the mirror and the wardrobe

Never to let a frustrated sigh out

For a saggy tummy or an unsatisfying waistline

Never to feel so vulnerable, protecting chastity

How I wish I was a guy

I'd cherish all girls with all my might

I'd avert temptation's stern gaze with all my will

I'd belt out love songs for one girl with all staunchness
I'd become her impregnable shield
I'd battle as a gallant spear, devoid of fears
I'd hone myself so I'd be far from just strong
I'd be anything as long as that anything protects

I'd be the guy
This world's me would want by her side
|2015|

Weirdness (Another dusty poem)

 You are a taste of blizzard in my sunny day

A clamp of sharp light blinding me away

I wonder when did I voluntarily become your prey

Fainting and roaring at every word you say

|2015|

HAHAHA.

Implanted (Another rottenly old poem)

Thrusted with a rusty spear; A rose's stem

A direct plunge into my pumping naive lump of muscle

A deadly intent to taint my veins

With lies that make the flower bloom

Its roots wiggled like salted worms

As they clogged the tunnels one by one, embracing my core

On they flowed seeping my blood out

'til none was left but total blackness

And so the bud told my heart to stop beating

With every touch

|2015|

Another poem (Ugly)

Hands that do not hold and arms that brush against each other

Legs that sway in sync but hearts not in the beat

Laughs that bounce off each other and feelings that never ricochet

The longer we are together, the more my resolve coagulates

"I should never be a part of you"

I wouldn't be

I don't want to 

|2015|

I may be wrong: I should have left a long time ago.

Another old poem (Illusion)

How long we talked is still a mystery
All ears as you always seemed to be
Your body, turned a hundred and eighty degrees
So you can face aback, to me

Endless chatter amidst the class
About things that piqued our interest
I don't clearly recall the days we didn't blabber
Only those moments you seemed fixated on me

|2015|
(Lol what the heck is this)

Ahh, I found old poems.

Midnight

Filled with snores and invisible dream bubbles
The world and the sky froze pitch black
But amid the quiescence of the midnight
Is the rebellion enraging inside the girl
The thumps like rams breaching their way through the walls
The cries like screams of fallen men
Odd as they are but nobody sees
The chaos inside her, it pleas to be free
As tears well up
All alone they traveled the contour of her face
All because of love's deception

But what he merely loves
Is to use her
Is to make her rot from inside
Is to trap her in his cage

Just a little remark

I'm seeing myself as a bitch only writing poems about love, so I'll temporarily be on a hiatus on that topic.

Pretending to have prior knowledge about this hahaha.

I still see glimpses of those scars

Like lingering hues smeared on a repainted wall

I still hear reverberations of what was our giggles

Like a song infinitely looped in my iPod

I still smell fragments of that bloodily addicting fragrance

As I snuggle and cuddle the sheets

that was once reeked of you

A master of pain, I am

A monster of games, you are

|Somewhere in the first half of 2016|

Happy Birthday ?

Your words spoke their way in me

Like cicadas as the spring gives birth

To the warmth of a new season

Only to die

As if your smile was a hundred years ago

As if my heart was in cryogenic sleep

Which let me cradle your every essence

In the depths of my core

The coldness that preserves these feelings

And the strings that stretch beyond a million miles

Are all laced on your hands, invincibly, loosely

And here I am repeating the talks we had

Over and over

So even a syllable won’t fade away

And they didn’t

They pulsated with my every beat

Renewed as I replayed the harmony of you and me

Then I reached unto you

But who are you, exactly?

I only knew the surface

Yet I want so badly

To reach your universe

The galaxies colliding in the abyss that rivets you

I want to unfold all your mysteries untold

But the knots were slowly untying

And so you won’t ever hear

The whispers that walked through those strings

The truths never uttered

And would never be

|April 24, 2016|

Pain

Nobody knows a heart without blood

can still manage to bleed

Nobody understands how painful a smile

can be reflected from shattered mirrors

Nobody cares about these feet

Scraped by the coarse landscape of its journey

Gnawing the soles of its swollen, warted heels

March 01, 2016

A Tale of the Unrequited

Thunders and typhoons swirl within me

As I glided in circles, for many, many laps

Just to evade the chain strangling my every limb

My every proof of sanity

Just to try escaping from your grasp

Which held this heart captive

Nothing could mend, a heart depleted like ozone

Neither the bloom of a flower

Nor the downpour of rain

Nor the shower of orange leaves

Or the droplets of snow

You will always be the ruler of this lonely kingdom

Which is my soul

But the throne has only the crown, never the king

|December 2015|

Fear, Jealousy, Uncertainty

In a distant island

I strided ashore, planted a foot a time

But the waves kept clashing, and left not a single trace

And then there’s you

The dear you, so distant, through an estranging cloud

And here I was

My feet plunged in the sand as a step forward

I reached for your hands

But the cloud vanished and revealed those very hands

Embracing someone else’s

My world turned pitch black, subsiding into nothingness

As this heart pulsated its last

For you laced around this lump of muscle

Wires the lavished me with utter sorrow

Strangling harder, slowly, slowly

But I didn’t struggle

For neither you, nor the world found joy in me

And with that thought on hand

As if in sync, mine and the cloud’s glands

Entered a perpetual state of heavy downpour

|December 2015|

Hate

Enveloping with raging flames

I let out a wail

Of wrath, vehemence, bursting out furiously

With a heart fast beating, viciously growing sharp teeth

Eyes that behold no mercy

Trembling fists clenched, fingers against palms

Order surging out of my head, as if in stupor

I guffawed in tune with the pump in chest

And bit the forbidden apple

|December 2015?|

Treasuring

If there’s someone that could break you

that can only be you

A you who was satisfying yourself

Overly treasuring things

Presuming others do, too

A you who was ravished by the most dazzling smiles

the warmest of memories

|December 2015|

Trying to define

Love inflicts pain

Imposed by hyperbole of dreams

Projected by our hearts

A frivolous game I became fond of playing

A menace in happiness’s clothing

That haunts me down

Strips me off my every protection

Until I give in

|December 2015|

Start

This sweet potion adulterated with the salt of tears:

Every single word ricochets as every breath freezes

And it soon becomes my little evasion route

From the labyrinth which is my existence

She has lighten up this valley, and I feigned seeing it

I skidded, skipping breaths, muscles throbbing, heart thumping

Rushing, with no intent to halt, too desperate to grasp this chance for elusion.

|December 2015|

Ahh, something about my petty feelings again.

This is far from love, from infatuation

More of fascination

You are a vine that intertwines itself around me

Entangling me with your slightest touch

You are a splendor that enthralls my blood

Makes it hot and cold with enthusiasm

As I take a sip of your intoxicating

Yet quenching hymns

Making me thirst as I feel refreshed

I can write a million proses

But they’d never suffice

Me, whose mind and heart alike

In a turmoil, a chaos of forged emotions

A war of good against good

Of weak against frail

I find myself crushed yet intact

Miserably smiling

As I plunge into your realm

|Between Jan – April ‘16|

One-sided

Feelings that won’t reverberate

Dance and swirl inside this vacuum

Dwindling by the second

You are my mightiest hero, my fanciest illusion

Your entity, a marvel

Mine in your world, superficial

Willing to lie in wait

Just so our worlds would, even just for a split second, collide

Without thinking to take one thing in return

Without hopes to get one smile in the end

Without failing to face this monstrous reality

Without holding on to unsteady, uncertain emotions

- somewhere between December to March poem.

Uncertainty

I know I won’t gain a thing from this but...

Your fragrance was that of an ephemeral mist

 and so one taste won’t ever be enough

One touch would always be miles away from satisfaction

I dig my own grave, as I let you in,

let you envelope me

With those cunning arms

I know I might be exaggerating things

as poems would always end up with these rhetorics

And so I long for you

Like rain amidst the dunes of Sahara

Or a waltz with the northern Aurora

|12:38|July 10, 2016|

Faces

Yes, I'll let him see solely the dead parts of me.

Dead and weak.

Dead and flawed.

Dead and shattered.

'Cause I so despise that people fall for what they see.

I fell for him because he's he. I fell, and constantly fall everyday. Hopeless and cliche, no?

And as I peel myself off the good things I might show him and reveal grotesque scars instead, he'd hate me. He'd be disgusted by my cuts as I miserably fix his fragmented dark self and see blooming flowers in his dead garden.

|16:15|June 25, 2016|

Cinderella

The size of one's foot is never

A measurement of love

As a trail of a one-night dance was only a silver foot

You can never find your Cinderella

In every branch of destiny

Shoes might fit countless feet

But only two hearts could beat

As one, unique tune

And if yours were to thump with every suited foot

Then you are no prince and should dance no princess.




|18:05|April 22, 2016|

Repost (Unexplainable)

I hate the way your eyes perceive, they surely see every little detail in every little angle. I hate the way you prattle, certainly hasty and superficial. I hate the way you tell stories, surprisingly setting everything alight. I hate how I kept myself nonchalant, making you think I hate you. But actually, I don't.


|March 5, 2015|

Repost (An Unexpected Meeting)

Nothing but the sunrise had woken me up from the deepest slumber I've fallen into. I've discreetly asserted myself as someone at fault for I've stayed up until 12. Although I felt like rushing, my body emanated no courage as I moved lazily downstairs from the room where I slept. I knew it. I was late for school.

I found myself portraying the main role for a play I've considered more tear-jerking than most of the dramas I've seen. 

I've failed my own expectation and of those who are around me; if they had one. There was nothing new about it, yet it was sufficient for distress to imprison me. In the end, I wandered inside our campus, preoccupying myself with trivial things. Baffled and vexed, I took little steps, enough to imitate the beat of my heart.

Just a while ago, I unconsciously whispered to myself:
"If only I'd catch a glimpse of him."
Then I shook my head vigorously, realizing how absurd my train of thoughts had become out of the blue.
I slowly held my head up, from the dim screen of my phone to the narrow hallway I was passing by. To my surprise, his dazzling smile showed in front of me. My heart was startled, I felt it flinch strongly. I'm uncertain if that's what people call "skipping a heartbeat." I didn't see his eyes. I didn't know if I was reflected on his spectacles. All I knew and was quite sure about was he was there, and he noticed me. It seemed like he was naughtily blocking my way. I can only present my awkward smile as we passed by each other and after one blink, he was gone. Only now I've realized the bliss I felt was sadly fleeting. I wasn't able to feel every bit of that moment. He, like playing hape shake and match shape sorter, has unconsciously matched this stone-shaped heart of mine. His little things sufficed my longing. Only a glance was wished for, but an exquisite, vivid beam was given instead.


|March 5, 2015|

Repost (Quote from my other blog)

"This life is fairly unfair, perfectly filled with imperfections, and simply complex. Yet we still dance our way below the dazzling sky in the garden of wishes, stirring hardships with a pinch of smiles from our unwavering will."
-May 26, 2014.


PS. Our graduation day ^

Repost (Quotes)

"We are the prisms which scatter the colors of life's light. So if we'll refrain from reminiscing the
times we screwed up, those times we didn't stand up, & the painful tears we tried to stop, then we would not be able too behold this dazzling rainbow. For the harmony of our darkest and brightest colors define - the rainbow that's exceptionally ours."
December 17, 2014


"Don't let go of the things that others only wish for. Always think that their hopes are inside you for you're partly their wish come true. If you take for granted and lose the things that are yours, you are RUINING other's dreams too, not just yours."
July 2, 2014


"Understanding requires a little curiosity, takes a little patience, needs a little struggle, means a little pain, and therefore should pour wisdom not merely in the head, but in the heart, as well."
June 8, 2014


"Tears are like the rain:
It falls when clouds are fully filled with water
Each drop prevents a flower to wither
And all the tears that you'd shed, makes it stronger."
May 27, 2014


"If you think about it this way; Without our bodies we'd be merely formless, uniform souls. Can you have even a pinch of confidence to brag about something which accidentally became yours?"
May 21, 2014 - not my idea .


|February 19, 2015|

Throwback ( Him )

Just like the wind, swiftly blowing and whirling, my mind was intensely blown away by that split of a second, when, after months that were like decades, I felt that someone's warmth not too near, but not too far away. Amisdt all people, that split of a second lengthened as my heart pounded like a blazed sword smote by a ferocious hammer. My feet were alight and the mediocrity of meeting a person of the past oddly urged my flesh to be stunned. I uttered bitterly to myself:


"While my whole entity embraces a little piece of you, breathing in the silly scent you give off, barely feeling your presence, there your are; living as if you've missed nothing, smiling as cheerfully as the breeze of spring flowers, living as if the memories we once shared were all dead and withered."


The man in black standing on average stature took huge steps towards his classroom. Disabling his peripheral vision where I await his senses to perceive me, he instantaneously passed by. His mind seemed to be preoccupied, like those dazzling spectacles of him, reflecting various images. His pants were leather like mine but they're shaded navy blue and are loose, and so the folds formed by his slender legs abide by the velocity of his walk.


Everything ended in a flash; just like how it all began.

-Had I not discern your mysterious face, I would not be astounded by the way you laugh or the way you make me laugh,-

| February 18, 2015|

Intimacy

I found myself cradled by your thin arms 

like roses over its flaky stems

Everything was fresh, new

Can only be drenched in this splendor 

When I'm with you

Unthinkable, it first seemed

That I can't even bring myself to think about

Being so intimate with any other man

Cliche, as it seemed, that a

"You are the only one" can be true

And that one is you

A step towards adulthood? Kidding ;)

|16:51| July 10, 2016|

Mirrors

Mirrors mess me up. Not that they are broken. They show me how broken I am.

|20:54| July 01, 2016|

First Day of the Seventh Month

First day of July.

It wasn't that much of a transition.
I didn't particularly get hit by queer feels about June this year.
(The last 2 years, June has been such a tear jerking month for me. Well, it was since I watched FMAB and SID's Rain hit me like solid rock. Every time that song plays, it tickles my glands and makes me cry miserably, specially the first line - Rokugatsu no uso - June's lie)

|12:27| July 01, 2016|

I am wondering...

I preoccupied myself with images of poor people dressed with gems, weak equipped with unpierceable cloaks, proud stripped off of arrogance: would they still be them? I mean, if they are raised within the same society, having the same virtues and IQ and ancestors.

|13:06| June 30, 2016|

The Grandest Adversity

It is more terrifying than a million herd
of vicious monsters rushing and kicking their way to circle you
And that "it" is no other than you

You, sullied by your blunt shovel
Digging your own grave

I might as well overexert myself
It it means a step closer to the world
And farther from my own egotistic sphere

|11:53| June 30, 2016|

Hinagpis III

Minsan, malakas ang alindog ng mga salitang
"Nais ko nang maglaho" sa akin,
Hinihila ang aking katauhan upang tumindig at tumitig sa kawalan
Kung 'san tila naroroon ang kalayaan.

Ngunit mali.

Sa bisig ng malalim na gabi
At buwan na tila mayuming lampara'y
Naroroon ako, kinakandili.
Ang sigaw ng kadilima'y
bumulahaw sa aking walang buhay na mga mata,
humawak sa aking upos na kandila,
bumalot at nagsabing
"Narito ako"

|22:29| May 13, 2016|

Hinagpis II

"Puro na ako kamalian", itong bulong ng itim na langit sa aking tainga
Ngunit hindi nito maarok ang kaibuturan ng aking damdaming
tila ba unti-unti nang nawawala
Marahil dahil ang mga bituin ay nakikipaglaro
ng taguan sa aking nag-iisang puso

"Walang nakakaintindi sa'kin"
Panaghoy ng bawat patak ng kasawiang
gumugulong sa aking kaluluwa

|22:28| May 13, 2016|

Hinagpis I

I hinehele ng haplos nitong sumasayaw na ihip ng hangin
Ang bawat balahibo kong pinatatayo nito
Nakikita ko ang kadilimang nagpapalamig lalo sa aking mundo,
yumayakap, habang ang aking mga mata'y nababanaag
ang payapang anino ng mga sanga at dahong
nakikiindak sa malamyang tugtuging hatid ng kulog, kidlat,
at kalungkutang hatid nitong yumayakap na gabi

|22:27|May 13, 2016|

Harbinger

You are
The sky where the moon's constantly afloat
You are
The cryptic drop of unshaded mysteries
You are
A star in the midst of daylight
You are
The bloody kiss of a sweet-scented pseudo-vampire

Where I am that moon
Where I am mystified
Where I am blinded by your light more than the sun's
Where I am dwelling within the very contradiction
Where I am your sacrificial queen, willed the bloodsucker's touch

|12:10|May 12, 2016|

This is Hilarious

We say we love someone, but our subconscious reveals that "love" is nothing but lust over their worldly forms, treasures, and triumphs.

|21:58|May 11, 2016|

Anti-conformity

I often find myself
Indistinguishable from layers and layers of people,
swarming down the streets
Yet I want to break my way out

I am alone.

No longer bounded by things that once took control of me
like strings hitched to an domesticated hound
No longer bounded by faces that once sent me astray with unbearable frowns
No longer bounded by places that crushed every bit of my soul, enclosed me,
suffocated me with "limits" they thrust in me

|11:47|May 11, 2016|

Phantom

I wish I am nonexistent.

Dealing with the wonders of the world as a phantom,
playing incognito
To dance with rue
To swirl with the flakes of winter's snow
To be something that transcends our idiotic philosophies and senses

Merciless

Does it tickle your senses
The way I weep
Does it paint your lips a naughty smile
The way I break vulnerably down
Does it fill your ego meter
The way I exalt you
Does it not mean anything
The way I cared for you?

|9:42|May 11, 2016|

Transience

 Fleeting as bubbles bouncing across the sky
Warping the world into a crazy spiral of distorted hues and shades
We float as if spreading infinite wings
We dance with trivial tunes
We looped broken promises
Around and around
Lacing them into our pinkies
As feelings minutely pop
Leaving not a trace
Of neither you
nor me
Or our playful memories

|10:23|May 7, 2016|

Makasariling Panaghoy

Ilang milyong bulalakaw ang nahulog
Ngunit walang duminig sa'king pagsusumamo
Isang segundo pa
ng yakap mo
Isang sulyap pa
ng mga mata mo
Isang ngiti pa
Isang salita pa
ng "Hindi ka nag-iisa"

Ngunit ang katahimikang mula sa kanila
Ay pagpoprotekta lamang pala
Nang hindi na lubos pang madurog
Puso kong 'di maarok
Itong sakit na 'yong alok

|22:08|May 4, 2016|

Connotations and Labels

Love

is a war

Against one's self

A gamble

With transparent cards

A hurricane

Of falling autumn leaves

Where everything is scaringly beautiful

But we still choose

To wield our swords

To draw the next card

To dance with destruction

|21:14|May 4, 2016|

The Pauper's Agony

To you, my existence
is an everyday occurrence
While hers is mystical
My text are thousands, erasable
And hers a few, repeatedly viewed messages
My smile a nobody's
And hers a goddess'

If you had a choice
You'd take her mollycoddled hands

But not that it matters

Take me for granted
And I'd still present myself
As one of your options
When there's none
Your sanctuary
When your paradise crumbles to dust

|21:05|May 4, 2016|

Lovely Beans

When I decided to affirm the warmth steaming inside
Brewing like espresso
I've accepted everything dark as its beans

Contempt, fear, betrayal, exhaustion

Contempt contaminating my thoughts
were scornful suspicion, of you using me

Eating every corner of my soul is the fear of my instinct's credibility

Lingering as I yearn for you are hints of your betrayal

Tearing me slowly by the second is how I foresee the day you exit

|20:49|May 4, 2016|

Nothing

Nothing has began
Yet something is ending
It is my intention
It is my greatest desire
It is my freedom

But I guess the only way to evade
This chain of black diamonds
Is to let myself be crushed into nano fragments

Hands minced to dust, breaking away from the prisoner's cuffs
The whole vessel that was me
Was grinded by tormenting emotions torpedoing inside me
|15:41|April 28, 2016|

Unthinkable

I don't quite recall
The times I was on the brink of falling

Cheeks flushed, heart furiously beating
Banging from the cages
Screaming to break out
Frailness that would even think about
Growing to colossal size
To stop the earth's motion
Or hide it in an igloo
So the moment remains crystallized
But hostility thawed the cryogenic memory
I recalled everything
It was all fraud, a part of your cunning ruse

 |21:52|April 27, 2016|

Playmates

How much you play with me, is none of my business

Tie me up with your rebukes

Kiss my fear-painted face

With your crazy retorts

Lash my flesh, whip them open

Lace my soul with horror

As you close the distance between it and that of yours

I'd answer with a surge of nonchalance

And a suppressed laugh

As you kill my every bit with your feigned sweetness

Softness, and idiocy

Thinking you've got the better of me

When I'm just eyeing, studying your responses

And I let a nasty laugh out.

|21:42|April 27, 2016|

The Paradise was a Stage

Everything was all lovely and cliché

As rosy as your false promises

But was there really a promise?

Maybe there was not a single one.

Probably it was such florid fantasies

Expanding the extent of your word's denotations

Warping them into delusions

Only I can perceive

|21:31|April 27, 2016|

Loved by Pain

The grandest nightmare

Is not crossing swords with a formidable foe

But crossing paths with your greatest woe

Adulterating the mist of air you suck in

To dwell in and disperse in your every atom

Leaving your inside to rot away

Awfully disabling your every sense

Ours were the paths that collided

"Nice to meet you" were the self-destructing words

That meant letting you stay

|22:58|April 27, 2016|

You

The emptiness that swims in my stomach

ache on behalf of the gap in my heart

where you found home

The pang that strikes like hammer in my chest

Is your gentlest touch

I wonder being we being side by sides hurts the most

Maybe, probably

Because you make my desert drier

By pretending to be my oasis

|22:48|April 27, 2016|

The Boat and the Golden Ship

The boat chose to stay mulish

Pinning down in the depths of the stormy ocean

Her anchor, fortifying her resolve

But all was in vain;

Her fisherman went afloat with his golden ship

|22:36|April 27, 2016|

Get this play over and done with

You

Are the toughest of all molds

That sullies all corners of my box

Soils the entirety of this wrecked doll

Sucking out every fragment of her soul

Imposing all anguish in her every system's nerves

I

The ragged playmate which occupied you at your leisure

Feigning laughs against tears

Taking all your fabricated truths in

No matter how they reek of absurdity

"I love you"

"You are beautiful"

Why do I feel nothing with those words?

Because I know they're concocted truths.

|22:27|April 27, 2016|

Chrysanthemum

Had you been an utter candor

Wishing to walk the path towards her

No matter how futile

No matter how messed up the whole road would be

If you didn't chose a detour

If you didn't take a turn

If you didn't barge your way into me

Then, just maybe

 I wouldn't be haplessly slithering away from this excruciating pain

|22:16|April 27, 2016|

Philosophical Zombie

Maybe if my eyes would just shut

Taking with them my consciousness

Drifting away into total blackness

Maybe for a while there'd be

Marching ants over my body

Swimming through my veins, clogging pain's gateway

Or the memory of you with such bliss

As you exchange with her

the queerest stories

|22:09|April 27, 2016|

Galaxies Away

As a man always stays under a shed amidst every deluge

No matter how rusty and bound the roof is to subsiding

Drenched as it always would be against the anger of the clouds

It remains an epitome of bravery

As it covers the man from drizzles to furious storms

Nonetheless, the king will exhibit its mighty rays

That'll hush all clouds to quiescence

And the man leaves

Without a second thought,

Without a second glance,

Without knowing that against all odds

Of different worlds

And a different universe

He was loved by his protector.

|19:33|April 22, 2016|

Society

The catalysts of fray inside a toddler

Are gazing eyes that strike like tenacious bolts

Obscuring the once beheld paradise

Burning into a dead wilderness

|18:49|April 22, 2016|

Words

Push me down a little harder
Until I no longer breathe

But through these words that are my wings

Frail as they might be

They'll still fly me to the heavens

As the rhythms for a staircase

That lets me outstretch towards those dangling celestial

|18:36|April 22, 2016|

Tug of War

I hate that you are, slowly, slowly
freeing yourself from these hands
Like a li'l pond on my concave palms
Dawdlingly draining
as cold drops trickle down
From the gaps of my fingers

Though, this was utterly what I initially wished for.

Loneliness

The loneliness that grasps my heart
seems like an urgent sense of normalcy
Where no words could be put
Only feelings that resonate

I hate that I have clung upon another arm
Just to feel a little okay.

|18:03| April 22, 2016|