Life is a bowl of endless circles. I wake up, flick my fins, and swim a lap around my watery world. Googly, a term of endearment the giant who walks around with a warping face and uses to call me. With this set of googly eyes, I explore the sickening corners of this world. The... Continue Reading →
Roomy My mind has been a closet as far, as I can remember,of hoarded recollections broken and sharp,enough to cut through time and leave thoughts bleeding.Sepia-crayoned yet the borders are scribbled in blur,a mist of ten-second reels triggered by scents,the farther I drift away, the more obscured and questionable their existence. I kept them,Though told... Continue Reading →
Love doesn’t grow cold or old. People grow cold. Old? Only when they permit themselves to be. But real love stays young and true. One can find infatuation in the most common places and misconstrued for romance. A conspicuous act that calls attention to itself, but only the heart could judge whether or not the... Continue Reading →
You may be a spider lurking in a corner with a mind that has multiple eyes taking snapshots of a moment wheezing by, too swift for anyone to notice, everyone is a busy bee. Everyone holding axes and throwing spears against the monsters of the day, but you sit there in your tiny world, drawn... Continue Reading →
The finish line has long been standing before us, but we decide to keep it as a blur because we opt to be held back by the ball and chain we so cherish rather than cross the line and make a winner of ourselves. Sometimes letting go of others has nothing to do with freeing... Continue Reading →
My sun rises and sets in your eyes. Waking up next to you fills my heart with gratitude and joy, a blessing I cherish daily. You are both the best and worst reason to fall in and out of love, embodying the beauty of imperfection. I don't burden you with fairytale expectations; instead, I reflect... Continue Reading →
For the sake of thought, we cannot just blabber or state the obvious. Salt is salty. Just because we can produce sounds or imitate them through writing does not mean they carry purpose, which is why the word gibberish exists. In the same vein, we cannot behold something without intention.To behold a rose is to... Continue Reading →
Light swarm us in the morning , the night is gone. Darkness doesn’t dissolve light. Neither can stand where one is. Until light is shed, then darkness is. What walks with darkness? Fear and ignorance are the permanent fixtures of stagnation and decay. Then a way forward comes to dispel all these—light. Darkness doesn’t let... Continue Reading →
A Sheep in a Wolf’s Clothing Found a suit two sizes too big,Wore it anyway, and carried a big stick.On the surface, gives out bloodcurdling howlsEchoing in the hollows deep. A god with keyboards for a voice that hews every contemporary herald whose songs of lamentation Hark back to his heart;A god applauding cruelty as... Continue Reading →
Life could be better. It could move forward, but not the way I intend it to. There may be kinks along the way, but there always are. Life could be better, but it doesn’t make any promises, nor does it promise to make sense, but I can always hope. Hopelessness is an excess baggage that... Continue Reading →
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