Friday, December 19, 2014

Drying, yet overwhelmed

The river of words ran dry,
The river of fears ran dry,
The river of tears ran dry,
The rivers were all so dry.

Let the dark heavy clouds speak,
Let the wet pouring rains speak,
Let the overflowing oceans speak,
Let them all speak the unspeakable.

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-19/12/14


Thursday, November 6, 2014

Laugh away your pain

There once was a Queen who laughed at everything,
she laughed so hard that her eyes teared up.
These flowing tears stung her beautiful blue eyes,
and this made her tear more as she laughed harder.
She laughed because she cried because laughed.
                                                         0255
                                                        ~06/11/14

Monday, October 27, 2014

A Demon’s heart


In the heart of the demon lay a beautiful lady of peace,
she never snored, but stirred up every once in awhile
creating a storm so strong inside the violent demon.
Today, she woke up suddenly, it killed him instantly.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Fooled by the hidden

Fooled by the changing tides,
the high waves and low waves,
the ocean's real depth all forgotten,
the constant strong currents below,
still fooled by the changing tides,
not thinking of the unseen seabed,
still fooled by just the waves above.

                                        1634
                            -29/01/2014-

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Like a carcass

Cringing at the thought even when realised,
how can one ignore realm of reality around,
when out of breath one feels in midst of air
and the warmth of yesterdays gone by
leaving just the cruel chill up the spine,
like a carcass waiting to be torn split apart.

                                                   0721
                                          -28/01/2014-

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Eternal Numbness

Pain beats not the scale of numbness,
For feeling nothing eats away the soul,
The senses crying, begging just to feel,
Even remorse pain would be better
Than that feeling of nothing at all.

                                                        0844
                                                -23/01/2014

Monday, January 13, 2014

Standing Dead

The soul seeps out slowly, creeping,
weeping and sweeping it all off,
letting the body stand so, so still.
Failing to send impulses of stimuli,
feeling absolutely nothing at all/
The absence of all feelings, naked,
denying the body of humanity.
The soul is floating away,
leaving the body to stand still,
nothing left, heart pumping,
brain functioning, but still nothing left.
                                        1330 
                                   -13/01/2014