Just my self reflection
Mirror
mirror on the wall,
who's the
greatest one of foes?
Who is
the one I most resent,
yet
loving them I am condemned
I ask
again, although I know
that
silence will still linger
like the
scent of a stranger I once knew
because
no answer lies in words
It's just
my self reflection...............................
Nocturne Path
Give me a
hug, or give me a gun,
trigger
my emotions or my hand
scar my
soul and make it bleed
show me
your intention's deep
or don't
bother, let me hanging
gazing my
imaginary friend in outer space.
It will
be forever and a day
before my
fate takes its rightful place.
.............................................
.............................................
Father
As if the
humble whole of me was slashed in two
torn
parts of old and stained page from an unfinished book
the
violent certainty of your departure found its shape
as a
sharp blade, the dagger of Eternal Thief, for it was time his toll to take.
So swift
and sudden that He was - an expert since the dawn of time-
He got me
numbed and nulled at once, my inner tears I could not cry
crippled
my soul and left my wounds wide open, to be infected
by grief
and nothingness and little things that were neglected -
- such as
ungraceful hugs and not enough "I love you",
endless
debates and chat with coffee under the light of cracking dawn,
sketching
together our own landscape happily filling it with flaw,
or
switching shifts over the games of final fantasies and epic tales
exchanging
tips and bragging like children from the Never Land
I learned
entire oceans the vast cosmos while holding to your hand
and
taught you insecurity and fear and love
you've
always said that I should fly away like doves
and to
remember that I am an incarnated smile,
forgive
me I forgot it for a long while,
my lips
were sore and no expression would embrace my eyes.
But rest
assured, for in a timid way after the void of passing time
scattered
and scared ribbons of sun have gently reached my heart
I'm
feeling now less of your absence and the pain of being apart
filling
my soul with knowledge of your presence
within my very existence.
It's been
almost six years since I have silenced all my pens and pencils
imaginings
impossible and hope was just incomprehensive
but as
I'm gaining back the memories that are no longer burning
I
recollect that I'm Your smile
an honest
one to reach the eyes, no lies, just love-expressive.
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