Those words

I live those words.

I breathe those words.

Those words, your words, made me feel I was never alone.

They made me feel that there’s someone out there for me.

Your words were honest with me

and I was honest with your words.

Reading them, knowing how you felt, how you were lonely sometimes, and afraid too, but always standing up, the way you looked at the world, felt its color, smelled its textures, and sounds, I felt your thoughts, hopes, desires and dreams.

I felt I was thinking and feeling and dreaming with you.

I dreamed of what you dreamed of, and wanted what you wanted.

And then I realized,

that truly

I just wanted

you.

Let’s taco ’bout hope

It’s really a wonder that I haven’t dropped all my beliefs, because sometimes they seem so absurd and impossible to believe in.

Especially when everyone’s trying to influence them by listing out hundreds of reasons to not believe in them anymore.

Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything, I still believe that the heart knows the best.

Or intuition.

Or gut feeling.

Whatever you call it.

There is so much good in this world, and inside everyone of you, and it’s worth fighting for.

When you have lost hope, you have lost everything.

And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.

Always.

So when life feels like a taco shell without any filling, just hold onto the hope that the beef, cheese, guacamole and optional hot sauce is coming.

Because it will happen.

Eventually.

A sky full of stars

today
at this moment
as i sit here
and breathe
with my eyes
closed
imagining
a sky
full of stars
i hear
the sore muscles
murmuring
complaining maybe
but
satisfactorily
so does
craving
for the usual
provisions
my stars
reminding me of
hardships
daily worships
the vastly overlooked
desires
buried in
the core
of my heart
i laugh
i looked at those
broken stars
i may have
lost
some battles
but
i never
lose
the sight
of war.

The Lost Butterfly

The flow of water was satisfying enough,

to block other similar sounds,

but still you can hear the sound of,

the tears that were trickling down,

 

Last thing to expect in such a setting,

Where others laughed in vain,

and this one sitting next to the fountain,

with her head down in an unknown pain,

 

Not much of a similar sight this was,

When you knew this wasn’t natural,

Confused, curious, still stuck whether to,

go over or stand there like an admiral,

 

Curious because it’s never happened before,

confused because why is it even there,

couldn’t see it but don’t really know,

what to do when you’re here,

 

It was the same when you see a butterfly,

stuck fiercely in a tornado,

when she knows she can’t do anything,

she just closes her eyes and let it go,

 

You would have witnessed this butterfly,

from spreading her wings and flying,

to the situation where you just had enough,

you can’t really do anything better than crying,

 

The point where everything’s lost,

and nothing’s happening your way,

it’s the force that stops you,

there’s nothing she could really say,

 

Eyes wet, and mind wandering away,

lost in a faraway distant land,

you tried to help but in vain,

like pouring water through the sand,

 

The sun rose up but memories still there,

you can just guess what went wrong,

nobody’s going to tell you or help you,

since the one isn’t writing this song…

Leaving was never the same…

I left all the thoughts inside,

Some unspoken things in my mind,

Buried them deep under the ground,

With memories that never got found,

I saw the Sun going down,

Parting away without making any sound,

The light betrays showing the way,

To the darkness where the rest lay,

But leaving was never the same,

Without the dark it can never change,

No matter if the Sun went down,

Another one rises and light gets around,

Leaving the place with a hope to live,

New dimensions intending to give,

A new birth to souls that now rest on their own names,

But this leaving was never the same…

Echo

Your words were true,

To your heart and your ego,

Stuck in my head forever,

Hard to let go,

For each broken promise,

You forced me to give more,

I lost my heart out,

But you never got sore,

It didn’t matter then but it does now,

All this time I try to show you how,

But you never turned back and saw,

In spite of my scars my heart was raw,

You left me there leaving me to die,

With no options but to wait and cry,

But I ain’t going to live to blame,

One day I’ll show you my rising flames,

Between these broken promises and ego,

I’ll make you lost in my echo,

Of past times, when you let go,

You’ll make up for what you’ve done so,

Turn back now, and lie down,

Get your knees to the same old level,

So I can, make you feel,

What I was up for…

You held my foundations,

With the strings of a tight rope,

Never you let me go away from your pain,

Extracted me from every bit of hope,

You make me lie down,

And make me see the sky with no stars,

Just darkness blanketing the mind,

No escape from your happy hours,

You don’t know what it feels down there,

Images of yours everywhere,

Trying to push aside those memories,

But they all mix up in your theories,

Never knew it would be like this,

Just you, only you and no his,

But I ain’t going to live to blame,

One day I’ll show you my rising flames,

Between these broken promises and ego,

I’ll make you lost in my echo,

Of past times, when you let go,

You’ll make up for what you’ve done so,

Turn back now, and lie down,

Get your knees to the same old level,

So I can, make you feel,

What I was up for…