A 365 day dream

I had two dreams
never thought they would come true
for I did not know one led to another

I had lived in a slumber for so long
never knew I held the key to these dreams
so I was stuck on the detour to nowhere

I was dying of exhaustion
desperately seeking a spring
to continue on the winding road

at the beginning of the 365 day journey
everyday life aroused no emotions in me
all I could manage was
to do the only thing that would
bring me relief to this numbness
I poured out my daydreams on paper

I am halfway to the end of the 365 day journey
the tingling in my brain
the restless finger tapping
the nourishment from the spring
living my dreams day and night

at the end of the 365 day milestone
skipping down the dream pathway
the key around my neck
to the sunlit conscious tomorrows

One of those things

Is there truly a God?
I don’t see Him.

There is truly wind
as I know how it feels on my skin.

Is there indeed true love?
I cannot see the future.

There surely is happiness
as my heart sings when I see you.

Fall

I
will fall
in your arms
catching orange tangerine marmalade
in autumn ambience
ravished by
you

 

Tailored

artistic flair
feature displays
current trends
seasonal colour spectrums
stylish mix and match
full of possibilities through
the polished glass
to fit her different personas

while she walks the downtown streets
heads turning for her splendid innermost beauty shining through
the natural coloured classic-cut
other styles are just distractions
to the pedestrians who are
so eagerly lost in the crowd

Dream

we sat across the bench in the park
you passed me a letter written in sarlet ink
I was too afraid to read the taboo for breakup

it started to rain
the smudge of blood trickled down
marking a curse and a dead past
it was a slow death of bleeding out
youth, hope and dying wishes

Unspoken

let love flow between us
it’s in the stares
unveiling all the desire

let the unspoken words fall on the silent echoes
it’s in between blinks
loving you inextinguishably

let flushed cheeks unsettle
it’s the rosy glow
giving away the secret réciproque

Goodbyes

farewell wanna be yet never be for fear of losing the now should have never been

farewell promised to be yet could not be for losing faith of forever be

farewell the me pretended to be yet could never be for losing myself was what it would ever be

farewell all my past should have been could have been yet would never be

close the doors and let the ghosts rest
follow the guiding light to my destined to be

7 Years

House is sold at the fall of the hammer
I secretly wish I would experience
a rush of sadness for losing a home

I PET scanned my brain hoping to detect
any remembrance more than an empty shell
with forced smiles

all the eggshells I have walked on
turned into ashes scattering in the garden
feeding the bird of paradise

7 Christmases of opening gifts of unimportance
7 Easters of egg hunt for children’s laughter
7 years of prayer and supplication

House is sold at the fall of the hammer
a weight has fallen off my shoulder
the crown stripped off the prince’s head

Jajajajajaja

i❤u to the moon and got lost on the way back

i❤u stacks like maple syrup pancakes

i❤u squillions into the dark roast coffee beans

i❤u bunches scrunched up toilet paper sudoku

i❤u heaps in summer heatwaves exhaustion and profusely sweaty stink