I have dived through the deepest ocean, Walked across the valleys of fire Flew through the endless skies Fell to the darkest desert Tell me more, many, I have been I cried an ocean and broke as glasses I am fragile with no precautions But, I’m fearless, I picked up the pieces Can’t you see?…
Read moreNew Normal is Abnormal
I’m sick of it Clothes and fabrics Covering a masterpiece But I don’t have a choice What’s happening to the world? People are too careless Do heads produce saliva? Eyes got no brains Wrong…wrong…wrong… Don’t make it upside down I can’t leave this sick town Even if I want to see the dawn – Kath…
Read moreI’ve been imagining how it feels to be under the ocean for a while.
With coldness lingering within my senses, with thick splashes touching my skin over the horizon, with the calm yet timid universe where I find myself even if I lose it all over again in summer. Sometimes, in between all of my wishes and rants, I’ve always wanted to be a new definition of life under…
Read moreHopefully, I am now in the right path.
Lately, I’ve realized how busy I was these past few years without knowing where my efforts would take me. Growing up was even tougher. Today, I’m not going to force something into my life again. I will just accept the inevitability of rejections and failures ahead of me — because after all, these are parts…
Read moreWhen will I see the sparkle in your eyes again?
All this time, I thought I was writing for you, when I’ve been writing for myself all along. All this time, I thought we’d meet again in our favorite church, exchanging our gazes and look-aways when we both see each other’s stares. Perhaps, I was just wishing for you to smile at me under the…
Read moreSometimes, I look at the mirror and ask myself,
“What’s wrong with me?” Surely, I am aware of the fact that I am flawed but there’s still an answer I’ve been searching for a long time. How come society is too cruel for us who just want to be ourselves? There’s this standard that we always aim to achieve to meet everyone’s satisfaction. I…
Read moreForgetting has never been an easy task.
I can’t even count the times I lied to myself that I have moved on from the fact that you were the subject of my poems for years. Though it hurts thinking that I have spent those leisure moments of mine thinking about metaphors that fit you perfectly, still I can’t elude the feeling of…
Read moreIt’s okay…
…to make your Facebook profile private — it’s hard to thank people falsely praising you. It’s okay to put your earphones on even if your music isn’t playing. You’re tired of giving attention and want to pretend you don’t hear them. It’s okay to post or share sad content. Do whatever you want with your…
Read moreOne day,
a time will come where you feel like you wanted to have a break at some point. It will come, perhaps, with the memories you longed ages ago — and it will feel real than the moment you wished for it. It will feel painful but it won’t cause a heartbreak. It will feel destructive…
Read moreI would gladly accept…
…when I see you with someone that was never named like me. I won’t write about you anymore, and that’s a pinky swear. But, please, don’t you ever visit me again in my dreams because you no longer exist in my memory. You are a past life, a once-upon-a-time but never again, and a ticket…
Read moreFive years of being cursed.
I really don’t know why I was never the exact epitome of your ideals. I was never your ideal. Perhaps, I was never been anyone’s, and that’s just fine. Sometimes, I would poke myself in secret, thinking that it would stop this wicked connection I feel every time we meet. Was it even a connection…
Read moreStill, I owe it to the demons of my life.
You do not understand life in just a blink of an eye. It takes time, perhaps a forever to never, but it still guarantees you something even if it isn’t the one you expect. However, we couldn’t even know why it needs to be like that. To be harsh, a little bit of manipulative, a…
Read moreI am not just made for promises.
I am not a bounty human who absorbs everything the universe could give. It could be darkness, a sparkle or a crescent feeling I never had before. You see, I am yet the ordinary, an invincible lover you’d meet. I don’t care about butterflies circling on other people’s stomachs, tears falling down because of a…
Read moreBut dear, at least, we met.
We don’t meet people by coincidence. We don’t meet them at a party, in a library or in a museum of rocks. We don’t meet them in hallways carrying books as if helping them when those fall from their hands is a deja vu. We don’t meet them by accident that we tend to believe…
Read moreI was broken when you first sent me fireworks…
… rather than butterflies. I was young and naive when I had my first skips of heartbeats. I was childish back then when we ended up carving our names under that old maiden tree. But I grew up, and I realized what you meant with your darkness that the facade of light absorbed all of…
Read moreLet me color your world dear.
And it’s okay if we sometimes use our wrists as a canvass. It’s okay if we hold the knife as if we’re pertaining to the finest brushes ever made. It’s okay if we cut our souls out, get our hearts tattooed with flaws, fail and fail all over again and love like it’s always our…
Read moreHow’s life, childhood friends?
Like most other friendships, ours also ended with the cliché clause, “we just stopped talking”. I tried but it was harder than I thought. I’ve realized that we were so in love having the best time of our childhood years, we were so happy running and playing random games in front of our houses, on…
Read moreYou were once a ray of my sunshine
— a timeless void, a part-time distress, and a half-lighted firefly circling in randoms. Somehow it occurred to me how your light fed me up when everything turned dim as I was approaching the hymns of my void. It occurred to me how you shone instead of setting down for the dusk and it occurred…
Read moreAnd if ever you’re longing for my presence,
just visit me in the place where I am resting forever. Don’t forget to bring the most beautiful flower in our garden and my favorite liquor, you know how much I love those. But darling, I love you more than anything in this world, we may not have the best father and daughter bond in…
Read moreDetach
You were never made just to please others with the things they thought you don’t have. It has always been like that. Perhaps, you’d be scarred if you choose their happiness over yours or you’d be selfish for choosing yourself instead. It would never be easy having the love you wanted for your own heart….
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