February 20, 2012


and some days
all i can do is
for you
to come home
to me
and some days
all i can do is
for you
to be mine
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February 16, 2012


There's this certain restlessness
That grips me
Day in, day out
I wait for its arms to unfold
Leave me, as i was.

And in this hope, i lie
I wait
My soul in the dark
Flighty as ever.

It is me i seek
As i lay bound
Dreaming of forest floors
Vines entwining my feet.

I'm scattered, into million pieces
Can't get myself together
Cannot stop foggy thoughts
From moving towards insanity

And then i wait, the binds come free
And i am held tight again
My head rests against steady beats
And i am breathing again
My forest floors and vines in bloom
Have come to life
And just like that my restlessness bids farewell, and i sleep.
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February 4, 2012


an inexplicable hint of sadness
i glimpse in her eyes.
have i not seen it before?
has it always been there?

in her smiles, and her laughter
and her dreams of everafter,
in her sinful tales of magic
and her sunlit desolation.

she has believed in it too much
to say it does not exist,
she has lived in it too long
to walk out and be sane.

her heartbeats sound like raindrops
on an old forgotten roof,
her laughter tastes like cloves
and a remembrance of giddy youth.

all she was and ever will be
is written in your eyes,
she can pretend all she wants
all you have to do is look,
and she remembers how to fly.
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