Dear sole mate, I look at the moon and somewhere I wonder if you are looking at it too and thinking about me. I have had long affairs with the moon these days. I know I have not heard your voice but I have had one sided conversations with you for years hoping that you…
Category: Poem
Young and Broke
The irony Watching your food get cold As your crave the plate of someone else Aren’t we all delusional Exceptions upon expectations One dream after an another One chase after the other Do we live to cherish this saturation point of accomplishment Or are we all robots in fresh and bone That were taught to…
Million Traumas
Reality is the biggest b@#tch All her life she was the outsider,out casted race, a werido, a strange girl That failed to fit into the sterotype boxes the world forced her to be in Yet she navigated through the ups and downs From being last to be picked in groups The one that people fail…
Healing
You speak like a man who has seen the darkest demons Hahha dear brother most of us are too broken to mend Too lost be understood Too scared between living and dead Never quite in the right choices Yet I am anchored to these verses Like a incomplete circuit Sometimes hope finds a way Between…
Question Mark
I look into a mirror and I see a stranger staring back at me What happened to me I wonder I see my metamorphosis But only backwards Maybe it’s the fear Or the double standard doubts left unanswered At the far Island of I don’t know Comes the tsunami of truth Wiping away the innocence…
Ocean
Let the light house path your way so that you can be bewildered by her sent of magic every time you look into her eyes you will be tempted to fall deeper and deeper into her dangerous waters She is a turbulent wave on the surface crashing with anger and frustration scaring away her enemies…
The Beast
Welcome to the masquerade Of a flawed living Of the devil living inside Fighting for its innocence That the world forcefully stripped it from A lie that doubted the truth Made him wonder Of the few that knew him But yet abandoned him at his lowest As he fought through hell Only to return as…
Quintessence
What is life I say to myself every day? It took me a while To adjust myself to a chaos preyed life I am still figuring out this forbidden path Life is less of what I what to be But more of whom I am going to be In the next five years I see…
Stigma
Sorry for not responding no more She don’t care about anything Reached a dangerous saturation point A sole that decayed inside Being every one’s rock She forgot to be her own With a smile she greeted her troubles Lent a ear to the needed Became a voice of the unheard She was a ray of…
