eyes, fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Bolted

wallpaper-raining-woman-weather

Some women are magic,
they play with their hair,
let off a smile,
and quietly
in steps drown you
in a infinite pool
of unrequited love

But she was different,
a glance at her,
dancing merrily,
like a 5 year old,
she just bolted within me,
forget drowning
and I never even heard the thunder,
just felt it all my life.

Standard
fiction and poetry, Heart, Imagine, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Three Tiny Tots

rabbit-cloud

Three tiny tots
and a fluffy dog,
laying on the grass
looked at the clouds.

the first one said,
look an elephant,
the second one said,
look a rabbit,

the third one said
look a dinosaur dancing on the rainbow,
the others were jealous of his imagination,
he was only humble for his blindness

Standard
fiction and poetry, Heart, Imagine, Life, lost, Poems, Poetry

Cosmos

Would you rather
float in chaos,
waiting for
an impending,
inevitable
and untimely end

or surrender to the complex
and the orderly life
with a clock showing your definite end.

the fun part is we always choose one of them,
but never even notice, that’s life.

Standard
Desire, fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry

Afterlife

Souls are wandering
in every corner
even now,
searching for nirvana

the truth,
it couldn’t find,
while being trapped
in a body driven by desires

the truth is out there,
somewhere sometime
it would bump into it,
but never in afterlife,
Never.

 

Standard
fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, pain, Poems, poetry, sadness, Tears

Burn Within

I see everyone burning,
to dazzle the world,
people burning cash,
people burning fat,
people burning dreams,
just to be accepted,
just to be loved
from someone
sometime,
I find it useless,
to seek someone,
why not seek yourself,
why not burn within
why not dazzle yourself,
who knows
you might start
loving yourself
in between.

Standard
fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, Poetry, Prose, sadness

Heavy Souls

If souls could weigh,
would you quantify them in
for spirituality
love,
hate,
or goodness
within them,

Obviously we will,
to every soul departing
or to every soul suffering.
after all we are used to
quantifying everything
why leave the soul alone?

Standard
fiction and poetry, Heart, Imagine, Life, Poems, Poetry, Prose, Writings

Jump

Watching the window
she smirked for the life she had
seeing children play
and the birds fly,
she stepped up and spread her arms
jumped without fearing the fall,

crashed in the bed
she layed still
with the brushes and paper flying off
to the ground below,
everyone thought the window was a beautiful painting,
but for her it was an escape
from everything.

Standard