To dream is a vesper crime
While others have empty vaunts
Will I make it until the last gasp of time?
Still waiting for a stubborn romantic
Deranged pace of life
But are you a friend or a foe?
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NEW TRAVEL BLOG
Hi fellow bloggers,
I’ve decided to have a travel blog so that I won’t be writing just out of sadness. It is up and running! I would really appreciate if you visit it 🙂
I just recently went to Taiwan in search of cherry blossoms, and it was majestic! I have included some tips on how to go via train/bus in some areas that I’ve been to 🙂
Hope I can hear from all of you!
link: Sleepy Panda Traveler
P.S
Will still write poems in the future when someone breaks my heart again or if someone makes my heart feel whole again 🙂
Thank you ❤
Tinker Bell
I can be your Tinker Bell
Even if Wendy did you well
I can be your Tinker Bell
Even if you didn’t catch me when I fell
I can be your Tinker Bell
Even if you have issues to dwell
I can be your Tinker Bell
Even if you loathe my whispered words that tell
I can be your Tinker Bell
Even if you lock me in your marble cell
I can still be your Tinker Bell
Even if we part ways and bid farewell…
The Sky & The Sun
The Sky is crying again
I wonder who caused her pain?
The Sun hasn’t visited since days
Her longing for light might decay
Leaves dancing to the sound of the wind
Clouds hiding the Sky’s sorrows from behind
Birds singing rainbows of tomorrow
An afternoon sunshine, may She borrow?
Sheets of rain, changing weather
Rippling moonlight on water
Rolling peals of thunder
Until the Sun won’t matter…
Paradise
Will I see you in my heaven?
Where songs of forgiveness are written
Ripples of water dancing vividly
Raindrops racing briskly
Dandelions gently kisses your wary hands
Tide wears dove-grey sands
Fathomless memories gathered in God’s Labyrinth
I hope I won’t forget you, my sweet Hyacinth…
STILL
Suffocating myself with this crippling anxiety
Mr. Depression never fails to remind me of my misery
Sadness is the ocean that’s waiting to drown me
Noxious souls sing to me a song of self-slaughter, in between
The petals from the rose of hope are falling quietly
Don’t make a sound, and go peacefully…
For Mom & Dad
Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still hate you most of time
Sorry Mom & Dad
If I choose my bestfriends over you
Sorry Mom & Dad
If I don’t say “I love you” anymore
Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still cry during my birthday, bec that was also your wedding anniversary
Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still miss the three of us
Sorry Mom & Dad
If I still pray for us to come back…
Rainbow
Purple rain, blue skies
Pink oceans, yellow butterflies
Can colors define emotions?
I need to hide it with these gypsy-potions
With your black and grey walls
Don’t worry, sunlight can still call
So what color do you desire?
I’m a painter you can hire…
Rose
Do you still remember me?
The rose that you picked up from the Garden of Eve
You were this little boy who fell from a tree
Despite my thorns, you set me free
Painted with affection, loved me thee
But weariness came to visit you one day
And Aphrodite took me away…
What is Love?
If I were to define love,
It would be colorless
Until someone comes along
Paint it with the color of their soul
If I were to define love,
It would be unconditional
Without limitations, without expectations
Even if their happiness comes from someone else
If I were to define love,
It would be hope
“Hope he’s okay, hope he can sleep well after a tiring day, hope he misses me like I miss him.”
If I were to define love,
It would be poetry
When you can only express it through words
Because even if you try so hard, you can’t do it in action
If I were to define love,
It would be forgiveness
Freeing yourself from the pain that a certain person caused you
It is for you, not for anybody else
