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Yeh.
Relief Hanging by a Worn Thread So let’s see what’s become of the last four months of my life. And bet that we’ll be looking at it in Technicolor. Got gutted from navel to neck last June and it barely shows. No, I won’t divulge anything more than that so feel free to speculate why…
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Insert Comedy here
I don’t know how to go about this, Poetically, and nor do I Bother with meter or rhyme Or anything that consumes my time But times like this do come and go And who am I to say no To a muse who seldom speaks Except to mutter a few poetic tricks? So how do…
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A Velocity of 5cm/s
I am always searching somewhere for you, At the intersection or in my dreams, Even though I know you won’t be there; If miracles do happen, I want to show you A new morning, what I would be, And tell you these feelings I couldn’t say itsudemo sagashiteiruyo dokka ni kimi no sugata wo kousaten…
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Call For help
These are the times when I’m on the verge of crying and tearing something apart. Probably, it’ll be me but if there’s anyone else, I wouldn’t mind. It’s the end-of-semester stress running through my mind and I still have half a lifetime to go before I get to rest and scavenge for whatever would be…
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Elves in This Brazen Glen
There’s a face I always see and It was a view I’d rather liked To a certain extreme That breathing can only begin When I see it smiling By my efforts, My foolhardy antics; It was less than a drug but it was Addicting. And this face has become A part of the ordinary But…
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Break the Glass And Hear The Music
A buzz annotates the silence Dressing it up, pitching for understanding That this cannot mean solitude, That this silence is not peace but rather A bedlam in the guise of calm, A muted war in film. As the dusk gives way to nightfall, All pretense congeal into Suffocation, That which puts a stopper to thoughts…
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Sanctuary
There’s something about this private little space that I don’t want to violate, even in the the strongest of my urges. Right now, these urges are alive simply because they exist and they have been provoked. So before this night closes, I’m offering a written passage of sorts for the sake of my still unrestored sanity.…
