Friday, June 24, 2011

Inconcinnus

She should ignore the signs no longer
It's useless, give up, move on
She's not made for this torture

Thre are plenty of options
Those that does not entail awkwardness
Those that does not take too much energy
Options that will let her take a breather

They are out there waiting for her
Out there pursuing her
No judging, no nonsense
Just waiting...
And that adds weight to her conscience

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Take flight

"It wouldn't hurt to take a risk
It wouldn't hurt to try
Things may not go as planned
But at least you know why"

Speak with every wise men
And they will rub this to your soul
That's because they never touched the ground
Occupied with matters profound

But she knows very differently
Not everyone can fly
That falling would not hurt,
Now that's a huge lie

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Psychic Vampires

There they are
Luring solitary victims into their arms

Beaming like sunrays amongst gloom
Only time could reveal how dark eclipses truly are

She had been lifeless for a while
But only now she'd realize why

Day 12 - KKBB

There she is, an eternity after, yet lesson unlearned
She bumps into him almost always by accident
Uncertain who's causing the rendezvous
Confused. Glad. Mortified.
Somehow, a promise made was just another lie.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Day 11 - Good Day

It had been too long.
Too many moons had passed.
But there she was that day.
Out in the world just to see its beauty.

No strings attached.
No rules worthy enough to be broken.

She was there...
Forgetting her past to make room for someone else's story.

She laugh, she ate.
She did as she plea.
She didn't even mind getting dizzy.

In all that happened.
All she can say.
She had a good day.

Day 10 - Moonlight

He's there.
Yet she did not notice.
She need not notice.

She left and he's there.
She did not notice.
She never turned back.
She need not take notice.

She's back and he's there.
He's one of a kind,
Now she noticed, now she know.

He's there, he's great.
Yet she shouldn't have noticed.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Day 9 - Bend in the Road

She was growing desperate.
She wanted to run from it all.
Leave everything behind.

She could do it, couldn't she?
She has the resources.
Well, emotionally, at least.

Or does she?

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Day 8 - Geminorum

It was hardly a coincidence.

She was there, being carefree.
Trying to be carefree.

Who would have thought that he'd be there also?
Acting in his own world, performing in his own stage.

He must not have noticed.
Neither did she.

But somehow, some way, with the littlest significance.

"The Universe, indefinite as it may be.
Does wonders to brush two souls - with intertwined fates."

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Day 7 - Restless

She fidgeted, and swayed, and turned.

She slept for three hours yesterday.
You'd think she'd be exhausted.

She felt drained, yet unsettled.
Thus giving a new meaning to the concept of "restlessness".

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Day 6 - Eyes of flame

Her eyes glowed a fierce red.

She dared not look directly.
No contact with anyone's eyes.
No, not today.

The night before.
She burned her eyelashes under tons of words she did not understand.

Trying to strike a conversation with men of literature.
They were bold, vigor, and relentless.

She tried desperately to keep up.
But, to no avail.

Half-full, Half-empty

Enough is enough.

She could not take it anymore.
She is about to leave her teen age years behind.
And yet, much has been left unaccomplished.

A vast cloud in the horizon existed just beyond her reach.
Unscathed, unraveled, untouched.

What was wrong with her?
Opportunities were laid before her and for most of the time,
she did not even budge.

She just stood there.
Half-pondering on countless unfortunate souls.
Half-thinking about the remaining blessed ones.
Gifted in one way or another...

Burning with emotions inside.
Pity... Envy...
She really can't decide.

Monday, January 28, 2008

Boggle

Her mind resembles overlapping puzzles.

It was beyond complication.
Beyond thinking one thing and doing another.

It was more like separate ideas conquering one another.
Intervening emotions and voices whispering not only to her ears.

Her heart seemed lost and her mind was clueless.
Her soul had no idea of the flesh's whereabouts.

Indecisiveness was troublesome for others.
For her, it was part of the solution.

Inevitably, avoiding hasty decisions lead to yet another
seemingly negative outcome - procrastination.
But then, again, the effect was the opposite.

Procrastination became the very thing that came to her rescue.
The safety net that was vital to prevent damnation.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Inverted frown

It seemed eons ago since that tragedy trembled her humor.

Those Friday nights when they sat at home in front of the tube.
Laughing their heart out.

In a blink of an eye, the moments were gone.
Even the memories were wiped out by her fury.
Her tears of laughter turned inevitably to that of sadness.

She loathed the sight of the thieves who robbed her of such joy.
They tried to amuse her but she only grieved some more.

Now, a decade has passed.
All's forgotten. All has passed.

But then again, nothing lasts forever.

Tonight, a Friday night.
She found herself giggling once more.

Then it hit her.
How can something that took her laughter once,
be the very thing that now tickles her heart.

Day 5 - Pathway

She walked with a purpose.
Every stride was utilized in order to get there on time.
This was always the case.

Her legs revolted with a fury.
But she does not care.

They can rest when she's dead.

No time to pause for a chat.
A raise of an eyebrow was considered a pleasant hello.
She needed to get there on time.

Every other success depends on how well she can cope with the demands of here and now.
She was young and vigorous.
And for now, her energy is all she has in order to fight her way through life.

Day 4 - Quiescere (to rest)

She just sat there.
Waiting for the day to start.

She was left conscious at the break of dawn.
Though every other soul was deep asleep.

It was a day of rest after all.
The Sabbath.

Yet her mind was restless.
And with that, her body suffers the consequences.

She is exhausted.
Though the sun was just about to reveal itself.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Day 3 - placid

She managed to escape.

At last, she can clear her head.
It has been a while since she was awarded a moment's peace.
A much needed rest was in order.

The racing beat of her heart was no more heard.

She listened intensely.
Still breathing, that's a good sign.
She was not dead.

She looked around.
The rain was pouring to her soul.

Then suddenly, time caught up with her.

Altrui

She was the meat of the gossips.

In their opinion, she never seemed to last in anyone's company.
But they were wrong.

She enjoyed having a good companion.
Someone who understands her.
Somebody whom she can trust and share her thoughts,
her dreams, her desires.

And in turn, she will do the same.

That was what she needed - a true friend.

Passive

"He doesn't love you. Get over it. Move on."

These words found comfort in her mind,
creating an iron-clad protection for her heart.

Through the years, she found sanctuary in solidarity.

Emotions may linger on her side,
but she never entertained any of them.

She must not have any assumptions. No hasty decisions.

Others see this as trouble.
But she knew better, she saw this as salvation.
She wasn't ready to risk her heart once more.

Their story

She has always loved him.

They were friends, nothing more... Very typical.
But she felt something else, more than that of friendly love.

Everyday was blissful hell.
She was with him but they were never together.

C'est la vie. That is life.
He gives her sweets and a cuddly bear.
But that was it. They were friends, that was all.
She didn't want to assume.

Who could blame her?
She doesn't want to get hurt.

Day 2 - it was him

Her phone was ringing loud...
HA! The perks of living in a modern world...
One push of a button can connect you to anyone in the world.

Getting in touch shouldn't have been so hard...
But then again, technology can only do so much...

A triumph of one unfulfilled soul.
The ways the mind has of protecting the heart.

She did not answer. The ringing stops.
The person on the other line is getting tired of the routine.