Ask yourself.

What good are dreams when they don't feel alive? What good is life when it's devoid of dreams? What good is the world when it doesn't give what you need? What good are you when you can't find what you seek?

Umm!

Hey Dear Poet, Before it turns sour; For one last time Fuck that metaphor!

Good morning.

She wove the wool like braids for her hair; she tied it to my hand, couldn't help but stare. Her breath smelt like fresh mints, the one people chew after they smoke. She tied it so hard, it reminded me of all the times I was constipated. Is this real? Or is this all inside…

One more night.

If only I knew, This would be our last Night together; If only you knew What you said Wouldn't last forever; If only the sun would stay down If only we could have each other right under these covers Wouldn't that be enough, Aren't you the best, ever Wouldn't that be love Forever and ever?…

Where am I?

The night is as dark as it can get The road is as far as it can go The journey is harder Spirits are at their worst World becomes an illusion Thoughts turn into delusions Words have dug their grave Courage has gone its way No ray of light No reason to stay I walk…

When blacks and whites Collide into grays; There is no rainbow, The sky is a disgrace; It is love that lasts forever, An eternity laid to waste; No home feels like home, Ain't no solace, When you haven't lost yourself And wore a new face.

Luhv

Love in my life is like cockroach on my toothbrush. I don't know what it's doing there and I dare not know. Everything is complicated when it comes to love as it comes with conditions and confusion. When you are alone, you seek love; when you're in love, you crave to be single again. So…

Let’s.

Let's take a walk in this mad, mad world; you better hold my hand 'cuz it's gonna get cold. Lavender winds caress your hair, the entirety envies your flair, girl, you're a sight for my sore eyes and a beauty to behold. Let's have a talk in this lonely, crowded shack. Would you like some…

Back to life.

The suppressed voice didn't dare lash out. The world was getting blurrier, adding to it, the double vision. Is the sky falling down? Why does it feel like the ground is about to cave in? There are people staring but nobody seemed to care. I couldn't feel my arms anymore; my legs gave up on…

“broken”fast.

"Too much water." I thought and ran back inside, emptied half of the bowl and walked outside. "The flame should be thin." Had to rush inside again. It took ten minutes to figure out how thin it must be. "Make sure to use some oil so that they don't stick." Mom yelled from the other…

Balance.

The road was wide open; nobody except me and my dad on his old scooter which I hated. He was going slow, which I hated more. "C'mon! There's nobody else on the road, what's the worse that could happen? Go faster!" I groaned. A few moments later, I could see other vehicles crossing us, passing…

Is that you?

I still see you On the swing, laughing hard Moving slow When I look out the window; Could it be untrue? I notice the leaves that fall, Trees covered in snow, The older I grow; This wrinkly skin knows Your touch was that of God, Healing my soul, In the hot summer strolls.

Incomplete.

Down the road, up the hill, Chasing ghosts from memories Reaching out To those tangible melodies Your footprints are in the sand I Fill my feet in from behind Walking the path, being washed away By the waves that came from nowhere There's a voice calling me, "This way leads you into the deep; Wake…