May, I

Oh muse, delight my time!
Allow me to say what’s true.
This hour when the world is mine.
Until I continue to have you.

Here, I do not regret,
To enter another day.
Even the birds don’t fret.
For there is always a way.

What miracles make?
I become my only zest.
What instincts break?
You become my best.

This feeling of me.
I try to ask a chance.
If only I can be.
May I take this dance?

 

2016

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Post Script

I
feel you like
a heartache on my skins.

I
hear you like
a heartbeat on my ears.

I
recognize you like
a picture in my mind.

I
know you like
a friend from the beginning.

 

2015

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Another Bad Poem

Only when I realize
that some worse things are
just distractions,

they can’t harm me
unless I harm myself
by thinking too much.

Only when I write
these words and realize
it’s another bad poem,

then I can proceed
to listen to my favorite
song and

un-think of you,
uncover myself from
these threads.

 

2016

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This Is Not The End Of Me

Ruined in
72 hours but
revived after.

Broken and
too defeated
yet survived

after you
left then you
failed.

I am here
in my own
place

but you are
there in your
own hell.

It happened
and it was not
easy.

This is not
the end of
me.

 

2016

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Still On Earth

The early
morning of 3 AM
and someone

is
interrupted
in his sleep.

No time
to panic but
get through

to
the unexpected
shades of life.

Someone
has to understand
that after

all
these things,
life is not really

perfect.
There are realities
that one must

fully grasp.

 

2016

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Being Absent

It
takes a while
to recover,

to
be silent and
far.

I
was not with you
yesterday.

Being
absent in the
moment

is
not my
tragedy.

 

2016

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Pour Me

Pour me
a drop of
your grand.

Pour me
your black
and white.

Pour me
the first of
everything.

I’m drenched
in your magnitude.

 

2016

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