What will be the point
Of putting in work to earn these coins
If I won’t see your face every day?
So we won’t fight, not tomorrow nor today.
Continue readingWhat will be the point
Of putting in work to earn these coins
If I won’t see your face every day?
So we won’t fight, not tomorrow nor today.
Continue readingThere are many things left for me to learn,
So many procedures to understand
That I am currently unable to discern,
Them be of receiving payments or doing a handstand.
Continue readingI do not believe in happy endings. I haven’t seen them, not so much that I start to believe in them. Like others, hopelessness is an emotion too. Feel it until you can’t anymore.
I may give up on something very soon,
before the moon
sets on the other side of the horizon.
Even its beauty can’t make me change my decision.
Catch up with me
if you want us to stay together.
I don’t believe in waiting
for whoever or whatever.
Music keeps my body and life moving. I lose count of the number of rounds I take and hardly take notice if I am feeling cold or tired when I keep singing while I am walking in rounds.
One can’t write unless one feels. Though I feel something almost everyday, yet there are some days when my mind is void of all. There is a numbness that I feel all over me, inside and outside. At such a time, I crave for a muse and reminisce the loss of many muses in the past who played a beautiful role in shaping variant parts of me.
There are days when I cry
though I don’t even know why.
My soul is tired.
Something keeps diminishing its fire.
I am thinking of dropping my college lately. Of course, my parents won’t allow me to but it’s a constant recurrent thought in my mind, not because I wish to follow a trend of famous people but because I feel there is a lot of unwanted energy around me that’s hindering me, more or less, from accessing the best of me and my life.
You are my bird.
You flap the wings of my soul
and let it fly apart from the herd
to achieve peace— it’s supreme goal.