Little pieces of hope become my home.Inside; I treasure every bit, for in the times that have me so scattered…I know that there is a piece of peace waiting for me. I burned myself tonight, I gave into the flames and burned everything I thought I knew about myself.The next morning I awakened from theContinue reading “Pieces of growth – Short poems”
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Sick flies at moonlight
Love and betrayal,
made a broken heart fragile.
Wild and whimsical,
our love lasted.
Sad and parted.
Dear Dream Catcher
Don’t take away this freedom.Don’t take the light away from the dim.
A Grim Escape
Broken feathers easing down my spine. I’m struggling, this mountain is too steep to climb. How did I end up paying for your crimes. I close my eyes and remember the sounds of the Chimes. The bells from the temples; the series of events that took place eleven hours before this dread. I’m half deadContinue reading “A Grim Escape”
Twigs Of Peace
She ran after the doves,
peace be with her, peace be with her sons;
the one’s she silently protected.
She grew wings out of her blood, every strike on her grew into a new feather.
Echos in the moment
Ramblings of the mind can present the hidden gems lurking beneath the mundane.
“You are what you eat”, what about the other senses?
Spritualizing your senses breaks the boundaries you have with this world and even the ones you can’t see, it suggests we experience the little and big things your senses interact with as a part of your spiritual journey.
Take And Stay
Drowning inside this frozen lake.
Take my fears and stay with me, my tears.
Nameless bliss
Holding all of my faith in you; a tiny dot up in the sky.
These days are lonesome, nobody can understand me, but you.
A nameless light, that’s been with me throughout my whole life.
Mirror
I searched for myself in everyone’s mirror.
My eyes were like mirrors to them.
‘The simpletons’
When I was younger, I wanted to be a pilot.
I guess in metaphorical words I just simply wanted to fly.
Lament of the poet
Silent little talks with myself.
Confiding within, for help.
One too many; my stories fly page after page.
Ink blocks and heart’s locked…
A misfit’s legacy
What sets a want from a need
is what sets greed from a plead.
A plead from yourself, begging to be needed.
Unbound pages
Ever since a certain day, my mind has constructed a library.
Uncatalogued and unread.
I’ve been trying to connect pages to emotions.
Thought after thought, Spinning into heavy rotations.
Ink to page, page after page; I’m setting my passion ablaze.
Raze the maze
I’ll walk with my shadows balancing on the moonlight.
Rise with the owls and sing with the stars.
Long till the nights stay, my shadows and lights play.
Lucid trips to you.
You keep scribbling down gold with a frown.
While I keep chasing down a broken crown.
We both keep blazing through mazes to find our place here.
Thank you, from the bottom of my roots
I give thanks to who I am,to who I was and to who I am to be.Good or bad.Happy or sad.These emotions made up my branches.I turned over many leaves, grew different from the other trees.I’ve become a bold tree, twisted twigs unlike the ordinary.That of which my roots support proudly.My emotions sizzle into earthlyContinue reading “Thank you, from the bottom of my roots”
Sunflower road
Sunflowers bloom through a whimsical wrinkle. Growing inbetween my fickle face. Trying to cruise at a simple pase. Passing by the rat race. Going smoothly; the clouds pass by hesitantly. Still is my mind; the rays of the sun and the moon keep blessing me. As my worlds stand in stillness. The world is runningContinue reading “Sunflower road”
Broken
Curled up all alone.Whispers bouncing back to myself.Billions of dreams stacked up on my tall shelf.My broken ladder representing my fractured identity.Breath after breath, tear after tearFallen to the barren ground engulfed in my fear.My validation; only counted by stacks of paper like I’m something being sold.Fitting in? not for me, still stuck in theContinue reading “Broken”
Tick Tock
Leaves blew whilst time flew.
Tick tock tick tock.
I could hear the birds flock.
Stumbling upon the leaves that flew right past me.
Reminded me of the seconds that had just passed.
And with every step taken forth.
The leaves trail in sync.
Seasons
I’m not afraid to fall
Purple Empaths 