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Drown to Death

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Lift me up when you’re free
from underneath this pile of memories.
That’s where I refused to sink
but there, my life drowns to death.


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Hope

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Like an autumn hit in my twenties
Spring in my soul sheds all at once.
But to be the saviour of my world,
I will linger and hold on a bit more.

Push me; I’ll dip and crash on the shore,
as I am hollow, floating on the edge solo.
Or let me wait and conquer with light,
people, dreams and hopes of tomorrow.

What if these mountains will move,
as I climb up the stairway of time.
What if my twenties be the beginning
for me to be what I want to be.


hope for tomorrow

BREAK

“Why don’t you write anything nowadays?”

   Every time I faced that question I spit out some excuse about my final semester architecture studies. Of course, my days were busy.  I have never been this busy in my ‘entire life’!… Okay! I’m 22 but I can say that right!? Anyway, those days changed me a lot. I spent more time outside of “my room”. I would like to call it a “break”.

   I have heard people say we need to take a ‘break’ once in a while. Especially when life gets mad and stumbles across every sentence thinking what’s next. I had those days when I used to analyse everything too much. And I had days I was flying like a bird thinking about nothing. I had to travel to a lot of places. Places which I never expected I would visit in my life. I read a number of books. I met a lot of people who made me smile. But most of the time, I was on my own. And for me, that was the most required break.

   I had often felt guilty about my introverted self for not using every opportunity perfectly. But these days helped me to accept who I am. I stood up for choices and started dreaming what is necessary. I learned that life is an adventure when we do something we thought we cannot. In my past, I was pulling myself into the stereotype society created.
Really? “Stereotypes”? Do you want to believe what society says? Continue reading BREAK

Dear Departed Angel

Here I am… In my cage.
Dear Angel,
your love was my life,
when my days turned grey
Your love was the light I could pray.
Your large white wings…
let my heart pound when it sings
Your red kisses ceased
the world I trust the least…

Here I am… In my cage…
Didn’t you see I am grieving?,

Didn’t you see I am pleading?
When your feathers slowly withered,
When your wings burned on your back;
When your ashes dissolved in the wind.
Lonely I sit here and sing your song…img-thing Continue reading Dear Departed Angel