Dancing
Is the last thing
that proves
you are free

hi i feel like                                                    
a part of me has
sunken for couple of months.
sometimes i try to sleep
late at night, staring
into my dead computer screen
hoping for some kind of instant
fizz from my fingers to type furiously.
otherwise, it's all just one liners broken
off with a dead-end. i feel like i've been
stuck in a rut for far too long. trying to
get back into writing and hoping to
say a hey, hi, hello to the writer in myself
some time soon.

Men have since been lured the same way
By that one that got away

That same angel in disguise

Forever shall she drain the colour of baby blue eyes
Drain them into crimson

A crimson lifeless lie.

With ink and skin
We write thank you notes.
We are thankful
And blessed.
We are destroyed
And built again
At the end of a long flight
While our flags look remarkably similar.
Same colors;
Stars that start
To fade away.
Like the scent
On my lips
Of your neck.
Absence makes the heart grow bitter,
Fonder of hatefulness
Scared by the scars of our love.
Machines translate our emotions,
Into data
Yet life goes on
As it should
Not for me though
Thank you
Spelled backwards is goodbye.

dont understand.

i really dont; the idea proposing to me
how letters can mean so much

what do you take it as?

notes on a piece of paper to complain and belittle everything around you, i really just
dont understand.

i could only wish poetry could be so simple.
because the pattern is recitable, repeated.

i just
dont understand.

I never thought I'll say this... but I believe I found the one that can deal with my crap . My mood swings & ego. At first I thought it was too good to be true but ayy Good men do exist. I found the spark of my life. Just a few years ago... I was ready to compromise with the leftovers. Or even stay single and miserable. But then he popped up. Just when I was loosing all hope . I always had a thing for the name PNB .  An imperfect man with a tender soul , that brought peace to my broken pieces of life. The reason behind this... he made me fall in love with love. I never knew that love could make me feel this way. With him I feel like the most richest person in the world. They always say never fall for the words but fall for the actions.... I won't lie when I say.... he fully got me . I praise the heavens  for him cause he's such a great man! A great gift from Above. A cure to all my depression. That's him . KPIMH.