I’d paint your face with all the vibrant color there is
Capture your terrific smile on the camera
And put your photograph next to my bedside table
We could dance to the rhythm of our heartbeats
Or to the song I’d written only for your pleasure
I’d cook your favorite dish and sprinkle it with love
And just before the sun rises for another day
I’d sing you my sweetest goodnight
All these I offer to only thee
To tell you of my unrequited love
Of feelings long been kept in the shadows
Of moments I dreamed existed
All these I would gladly do for you
If only impossibility never existed
Yet perhaps I can do something else…
I could write you poems tainted with my being
And stories of memories of you and me
I will write you more nonsense bits and pieces like this
Or let my heart overflow and take control of the pen
All these I offer to only thee
If that’s my only shot at making you mine.
I saw life drain away from her eyes
As the cold metal touched her wrist
Tiny droplets of blood from ruined arteries
Bed sheet soaked in bright red
A body sleeping peacefully
I saw her desperate move to escape this world
Felt her pain and struggle to belong
But I didn’t stop her, couldn’t in fact
For fear had enveloped me
It’s nonsense to stop her now
For what’s left of her is naught
I can do nothing for I have no power
I am merely a translucent being
Freed from the confines of that girl’s lying body
Here and now, I would wander
Bearing witness to life and death
Waiting Til that auspicious day comes
When I’ll be pulled to the next dimension
*A poem for those who preferred to end their lives rather than to fight for it. May you find the peace that you have not achieved while you were in the world of the living.
Others have moved forward
But I dare not do so
They travelled as fast as the light
Yet I chose to take it slow…
They called me a loser,
I just didn’t respond
They slapped me with their accomplishments
Cursing me for not making any progress.
Every now and then they would complain
Oh how tiresome their lives could get!
I couldn’t suppress a laugh…
You see, I’ve been there before.
They’ve chosen the same path like the others
While opted the one less travelled by,
I’ve had enough of fame and pressure
I decided it’s time to go on a hiatus.
i want to feel your heart
in soil turned
to fertilize new dreams.
i want to see your smile
in opaque reflections
bright suns see fit
i want to see your eyes
capture my heart
and enclose them there
only souls can reach.
i want to hear your voice
in whispers urgent
encapsulated in synapses
by rushed breath
and damp ears.
i want your soul
like mine does —
quick & careless, but
she got a good beat
and you can dance to it.
Chasing butterflies that forever keeps on eluding me
Wishing reality was better than my dreams
Loving someone who would never take notice of me
Why can’t things go the way I want them to be?
Luck never seem to favour me
Destiny planned that I’d always be second in line
Or even worse, the loser watching the winner take my dreams away
I’m tired of not getting what I want
I’m a performer in life’s tiresome circus
Of the million performers, who would dare notice me?
Ordinary, plain, simple…not worth their attention
Never had I heard of anyone who shouted my name and applauded for me
Bringing bad luck to whoever crosses my path
Begging for people’s love, care and attention
Hoping, and struggling to prove myself worthy
I am the second option. The loser. The Unlucky One.
Fishermen and sailors missing
Families crumbling at the seams
Will the lost ones ever return?
Or are there even hope left to endure?
They set sail one sunny day
Dark had fallen but their loved ones kept waiting
On the sea they were caught alive
By vicious creatures clothed with beauty
Enchanting and captivating faces
Close to perfect body figures
They’re too tempting to resist
And when they open their mouths, beware!
Exception rather than the rule
Nobody taught they could exist
They belong to an unknown genus
Those deprived of angelic voices
On sea those fishermen and sailors faced their doom
With bleeding eardrums they sank to the ocean floor
Only the wind and the sea would know the truth
How this ill-fated creatures died suffering from intolerable noise
There’s a man sitting in a room, looking lonesome
He’s not ugly nor handsome
He’s not one to capture your attention instantly
But later on, he’ll make you ask him questions hesitantly.
He’s one who seldom speak
The kind of silence that would make you wonder
if he’s proud or meek
But in the rare occasions he open his mouth
What escape his lips are words that doesn’t hint of doubt.
He have eyes that are expressionless
Not the type that would leave you breathless
Are those eyes full of sadness and pain?
Or does it tell of happiness that would make him go insane?
A weird feeling overcomes me when I see him around
It seems that he’d built walls separating him from the crowd
I won’t wonder why he’s always solitary
But it makes me wish he have friends, even if momentary.
Nobody had ever intrigued me this way
It only makes me uneasy each passing day
There’s only one way I could be relieved of this misery…
That’s when I finally get to decipher his unique mystery .
If love is a game, your heart would be the prize
Unfortunately, I wasn’t the sole player
Many are competing for your attention
But one special girl would stand out from the rest
Of the many aspirants circling you,
Somebody from the audience caught your sight
From that moment on, your eyes adore only her
How could I compete with a rival like her?
A friend turned rival, it may seem
I know how interesting she is
And very much aware that I don’t stand a chance against her
How lucky is she!
Her angelic face could launch a thousand ships
A beauty like hers could easily draw attention
No wonder you have your eyes locked on her
I was blind not to notice that
More than her looks, she is gifted
Blessed with talents that I dreamt I have
The spotlight’s focuses on her
I appear like a mere backup dancer in her show
She could sing you songs in perfect tune and precise notes
Or even hum you to sleep and dream of her
But I can’t do that, if only I could
The skies would protest and beg for me not to stop
What should I do to capture your attention?
Perhaps I could write you poems like this
Yet I know she could do the same or maybe even better
In everything that I do, she excels better than me
The game’s winner is very obvious
There’s nothing I can do to change the results
All I have to do is accept the fact you’re not for me
And just wait ‘til that destined one comes my way
But there isn’t any game at all
I admire you a lot
That I even thought I was in love with you
It took a long before I realized I was in love with someone else, not you.
I still envy that lucky girl you’re in love with, though,
Not because I’m jealous for she had the part that I thought I wanted
But because she have almost everything I wanted
In the end, she is still my friend and never a rival
Forget me not when you’re feeling blue
I’ll be there to wipe your tears away
I’ll give you my ears to listen
And I’ll be your hero saving you from the meadow of distress.
Forget me not when you’re alone
I’ll be there to sit by your side
Forget me not when you can’t speak your thoughts
I’ll be your voice in front of thousand crowds.
Forget me not when you’re in danger
I’ll give you my strength to carry on
I’ll be your courage to fight
And I’ll take the pain your bruises might give
Forget me not when you swim into the deepest ocean of bliss
When you climb the highest mountain of misery
Forget me not cause I am your Lord
And I’ll always be with you in every second of your life…
The One who wasn’t born to shine like the stars in the dark night
The unlucky maiden who knows nothing but to fight
In her despair to take a rest, decided to have a flight
She stopped by a place whose breathtaking scenery is such a delight
In the open gates she stood frozen, amazed by what is laid before her sight
People whose majestic beauty’s incomparable even to the most beautiful night
Gifted and skilled they are at everything, and the young maiden’s body became tight
For the world is unjust and life is not fair, human as she is, to contest the natural is not a right
All she wanted is to be the best, on top of that great height
But she is Just average, like a cliché, never enough to give a new insight
Tears began to fall from her eyes, those she kept for years with all her might
She used to put on a happy mask, but now, she need not pretend she’s still alright
Then the young maiden turned her back, still envious of how they shine bright
And she continued with her own fight and made herself believe that everything was just a once-upon-a-time told in the coldest night