Monday, March 30, 2020

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Some feelings can't be put in words, no matter how fluent you are, no matter how poetic your mind claims to be. Your hand always freezes at the first heartthrob and once you make it to the second, the ink fades in a teardrop, and at the forth or fifth sigh, you surrender, trash the empty sheet, lid your pen and sit in silence; because, no matter how fluent you are, 

no matter how poetic your mind claims to be

some feelings just can't be put in words.


Friday, March 27, 2020




With the last feather he plucked                imbrued in her bleeding heart,
  she squiggled a farewell note           on  the  r  i  v  e  n  vellum of 
love, wriggled her way to       the door of oblivion with
hands full of cleaved       feathers hoping to
   flutter          anew



There's No Direction To Forever




Saturday, March 21, 2020

.. Pseudo Prayers ..



From far I glance you sitting there
surrendering yourself to despair
I see the tears you haven't cried
I feel the ache you're hiding inside

Your distant eyes depict it so clear
you're stark lost in a stern sphere
and she's the reason without doubt
for she's all what you think about

your everything is spellbound by her
it's the painful fact I can't ever inter
I know she's the star you hanker for
Except her you want nothing more

But still, that failed to stop the fool me
from craving a reality that'll never be
no matter how much I hurt I still yearn
for the day you'll finally come to learn

that the friend I am is just an illusion
my secret selfish safety of delusion
It's the shelter to my shivering heart
from the truth that'll sunder us apart

I forsook my feelings in oblivion's land,
yet, I have failed to tolerably withstand
seeing her face in your enamored eyes
forcing myself to fool you with lame lies

Standing far when I'm dying to be close
bringing my wide-awaken pain to doze
every time my eyes meet you together
every time I hear your vows of forever

How can I endure all that heartache?
it hurts me more than I can ever take
every night I pray to utterly forget you
but my each and every prayer is pseudo


Sunday, March 15, 2020

εїз ~ Dancing in a drizzle of dazzling dreams ~ εїз





o     o
glowing              \   /            butterflies
flared the dark          •          once your eyes
cracked open my jar•   •c h a s i n g the chant
of a skylark, they•     •briskly f  l  e w from 
star to star•    •Each one of
them carried•    •a dream atop
her w a v y velvet•   •wings, slid across
the moon's  •  •  silver beam
hanging        •      them on    
starry                           strings



o     o
and                 \    /                thru
each passing           •        night I've seen 
my dreams dripping•    •down o n e by o n e 
soaking me in hues•    •brightly sheen; of a
sheer splendor•    •they were spun
and with every•    •blink a teardrop
kissed my cheeks•    •a  f i n a l  goodbye
as I began to •  • twirl and flop
like a    •     brash
newborn                  butterfly





Just for today, I'm gonna stop acting as if I'm a poetess~ঔ


~
Sometimes,
I don't feel like embroidering it

          within a metaphor,
nor spinning it in a silken simile;
I just feel like weaving it
            ever so roughly,
                   
      ~I'm in love~



Not that the sky
                is showering me
        in shooting stars midday,
nor that the flowers
                  are having a ball
at the back yard of my heart;
just simply say,
         
           ~I'm in love~



I don't wanna deem my dreams
                to be dewdrops
                    doused in sunny streams,
nor the sea to be the limit of
                  my weltering yearnings;
I don't wanna keep sheltering my secret
                  sibilated in shells
I just wanna scream it

          in the roaring swells 
                                 ~I'm in love~

I won't let the moonlight
        lace my lines,
            nor the clouds be
my buoying billows of bliss;
without floating breathless
              in a breeze of passion,
I'll downright confess,
                                  ~
I'm in love~



I'll shake the similes off my feather,
                skim the metaphors
                          misting my quill
and write it down
                    in bold letters                                   
                         
         ~I'M IN LOVE~
                                                                 ~