Can I be the one all the time?
Can I love the same person all the time?
Must I be happy all the time?
Are tears always bad?
Does darkness always mean cold?
Is the truth always hard?
No.
Nothing matters at the end of the day.

Spot light...

The moon is shining
I feel like am on a spot light
with no human to judge me..
All my thoughts are finally
reaching the infinity and beyond..
I am stinking of sweat and
dirt, the ones I enjoy the most,
the ones I am made of...
The wind adds to it a
touch of everything...
The light and dark,
tall and short, all looks the same...
The ground feels real,
grainy with impressions on the foot...
The lost sound reaching my ear...

Grey

It's so grey, Everything I see,
So lifeless.
It's like the entire world
is mute.
The same road everyday, eyes
running towards the next
second.
Maybe the only change it has seen
is this piece of writing.
The grey is deadly,
makes me feel empty
like a broken piggy bank.
It makes me search for
things that lie in my past,
people that I miss.
Above all, in grey,
I miss myself...

Reborn

It's so hollow,
what you see...
The walls even echo
to the sound of bee.
The flesh is red
but it's dark inside!
Thoughts bouncing around
like blind bats!
The sea is right beside my toe
And the sky at the back of my eye,
the embers of the day
emptying the soul...
Reborn today to
fly tomorrow...

Four sisters...

There were four sisters
all close and loving.
Each got families to
pamper, handcuffs pity them!
Grievous and joyous, the
holidays left, they met
And met again!
Some had gold, some
had rubies, some had
diamonds and it mattered!
The love is lost in
dirty fights and petty thoughts!
No one knew the end.
They don't talk, never met.
Victims were their children,
with empty hearts looking
out for others in vain...

Sleep...

The red and blue checks
on my ceiling with
numerous small pores
to see the faces
of reality fighting
for existence!
My lens loosened
for blurry vision,
zooming out
the lost ones!
The silent night
slowly creeping in,
the cold wind
hunting for souls
to reap...
A howl afar
craving for ears to fill...
The sleep invaded
my blurry eyes
As I fell into
Oblivion.

Smoke...

It's smoke everywhere,
the light is darkening,
Melting everything
along with it,
the fire resisting
death craving for
one more moment
in the very last
left over embers...
Suffocation over the smoke
Unable to breathe,
to spit, to feel,
so numb that the
heart feels yellow.
Let it live,
the fire,
Let it live
The kingdom survives
.