you are the things i would not say, remember, reminisce, miss nor forget.

as we turned us into a baffling rune
i have learnt to love you so soon

as i turned us into an endless wait
i have learnt to love you so late

and as time and fate whisper to me 'never'
i have learnt yet to love you forever

longing

candy in my hand...
like how i first touched yours

quill

i cant remember your face




yet your grace
how your hair interlaced
how it made me haste
every time i gazed...




...i remember still
clinging like a dead agapornis' quill





or maybe i do remember still

learning

the giver of the beggars
the shelter for the drifters
the mender of the broken
the speaker for the unspoken

it is far too easy to fall for you
so teach me aptly the thought of not having

…or else take my hand

exit wound

i wish i can tell you everything

when you smile, the world turns a shade brighter

dear adored,

you did to me what only rainbows could do to others
you made me think about the thing that matters...
about finery
about beauty
about you...

better than counting petals

I was thinking of you when a friend asked, “what’s in your mind?”
after a breath or two I replied with a quaint smile, “hope springs eternal...”