A Vision in Evanescence

In my restless dreams I walked alone, through empty halls to the golden woods where autumn bloom. Beneath the grey icy water, I saw a vision glitter, then my reflection dissolved, into million particles of neon lights, lit up the diamond sky while you tenderly sighed. There I came flying, to the faraway kingdom with…

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Choose You And I

Sometimes, synchronicity does the strangest thing to us, what it is that meets the eyes? A spark of recognition, A strange familiarity, And perhaps, precisely a soul’s clandestine honesty. I’ve been peeking behind moonbeams, chasing behind hazy dreams, And still, I’m searching for a true gold, risking all the tokens I once behold. I’ve lost…

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The Infamous Coup

It’s done, I left. And, disinherited. They sworn I’d be left on my own, So tell me, Good Lords, Have I ever not been on my own? I am weary of the living,  Weary of the long, blind struggle; I am weary of the trusting, Where my trusts but torments prove;  Weary of the dimly…

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I Believe In Me

Happiness….. Not in another place, but this place; Not for another hour, but this hour; Not in sweet heaven, but this bitter earth; Not desired by stars, but this weary heart. We have wasted so much life, worried about future, dwell on past, afraid of a true self, fear of the collective. We want love,…

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The Fantasy World

Poetry is a fantasy world, but I am incapable of appreciating some complicated words, for I have neither patience nor intelligence, for the vague and fake. too aloof, I’d save myself the grief. All night long, I’d rather hear the sleepers toss Between the darkened window and the wall. The madman’s whimper and the lover’s…

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What Do I Have?

What do I have? I asked myself…… Oh, I see, A name to utter, A birthday to remember, A profession to flatter, Some pains to suffer, Some memories to torture, Some rewards to pleasure, Some paths to stagger, Some talents to flower, Some strength to order. And, Some youth to squander, Some truth to decipher.…

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Me, Today

Today, I heard a song makes me insecure. Today, I saw a post triggers me insane. A date, the meaningful remembrance for blessed many, and, the dreadful reminiscence for selected few. Perhaps, selected by God, or volunteered before birth. But, it makes no difference, Hell was waiting…. I did not know what hell look like,…

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Empty Notebook

My notebook has remained blank for months My words have deserted its oath ever since thanks to the light showered around me, I have no use  for my pen, which lies  languorously without grief.  Nothing is better than to live  a storyless life that needs  no writing for meaning—  And when I am gone, let others…

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