Please.

Do not be the moon Hiding parts of you In the dark; Don't be the sun, Shining bright, I can never see you With a naked eye; Don't be a star Fading with the night; Don't be the clouds Changing shapes Always fleeting by; Just be here, Still and serene like The yellow skies.

Well.

"You know why we can't be together?" She rolled her eyes to the left. "Why?" He muttered , giving out a tired sigh. "You know me for what I'm, you know what I do and how I do what I do, you are a harsh critic but most importantly you're my best friend. And best…

It’s that time of the season.

You can never be my sunrise, I can never be your sunset; I am not amongst the stars, You can never be my moon; The universe can't conspire, Nothing's written on the wall; We write our own story, Then take different paths, The sky takes another colour, World wears a new weather. And until it's…

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?…

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…

Noises.

A fire burns From under my skin Look into my eyes, baby You ready to sin? Sweaty pores, naughty chores Lights so dim We get to work now Let's sing Give wings to my dreams Add silence to my screams And tears to my eyes Don't stop whispering Now nose to nose Ears to teeth…

Stories.

"Do you know what it's like when we see you walking home drunk?" He said, clenching his fists, containing his fury, trying to stay composed as tears swept his face. "I've been living like a stranger in my own house for more than twenty years now, kid. Let that sink in." Said the father, collapsing…

Fears.

This man had a golden ring That guy could dance and sing The pale man held you by your hip The fat guy gestured me to sit Sometimes I waited in that car Other days, I'd just stand afar Won't dare imagine where you were When you come back crying, hiding a scar Took the…