Under my tongue
lie unformed words
like a cluster of emotions
unspoken
hidden in the silence
you so despise
Being
me
is not enough
You demand reasons
for the way I am
Apology is not
a peace offering
that pleases you
I offer us peace
by biting my tongue
to set us free
Tag: emotions
Feelings
Feeling, you fickle little thing!
How did you deceive a heart so strong to break?
How did you hide from the mountain of sadness
to portrait such a bright grin
each and every day?
How much do you give out to the world to see?
How long do you want to stay behind the bars
of your own tangled web?
Feeling, I thought you were my watch tower.
And you truned out to be the red flags
that I couldn’t see.
Love
It’s ok to feel sorry for yourself.
But don’t allow youself drown in self-pity.
It’s ok to find comfort in others once in a while.
But don’t mistake it to be the only way out.
It’s ok to hate the offense others committed.
But don’t think for a while they should be hated too.
It’s ok to express anger.
But don’t let anger become your master.
Love is always the antidote.
Love saves one another.
Expressions
You said my face said it all.
I frowned when I was really mad at you
without uttering any offensive words.
I raised my eyebrows when I was skeptical
instead of questioning your integrity.
I looked far away when I was sad
with no trace of tears.
I couldn’t argue with you.
I didn’t see my own expressions.
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Lukewarm
She sits to watch
the epilogue of summer
pass by
Her pleated skirt waves
to the fading whistle
of the oceanic breeze
The memory of sunburn
sates the passion
she holds within
The frosty mornings
reminds her
the wisdom of waiting
And now
she grows frantic
in the lukewarm
fuzziness
Funny Mood
Today
I feel blah
It is one of those days
that repeats itself
without any
remorse
This hour
I feel nothing
It is one of those states
that appears intermittently
without any
warning
This time
I say something
It is one of those outpours
that shocks me
without any
reservation
By now
you must wonder
what I have said
Without any
delay
let me tell you
I said
blah blah blah
Mechanical sex
Our bodies are pleasured
in mechanical precision
spiral from bangs and pops
to a flatliner
The short lived happy hormones
are still
lingering in our minds
Our spirits have lost
their joyous sparks
in our world of
lack of
self expression
and
self love
Shut down
my heart is pounding
while my body is in sleep mode
my mind is lucid in another state
my mind is considering to
command my body to move
in a toss and turn
while is also persuading itself to
leave the body alone
‘we need to slow down the heart rate’
‘can’t do it coz she is upset and stressed’
‘let’s tell her to relax and breathe’
‘she can’t coz she is blocking us’
‘true, that’s why her body shut down’
‘yea, at least she is safe’
Loss
I would never thought to
miss the kookaburra
woke me up at 5am
but I do today
along with other things
like
watching the fish swimming
in the water hyancinth filled
inground pond
reading by the crackling fire
under the shade cloth
the smell of lavender, rosemary,
basil and sage from the garden
Sunday roast
and the laughter
once a family gathering brought
although
they are not the things
made me feel like home
but today
just today
I do miss
them
Tunnel Gallery
living in the gloomy dullness of life
I saw the piercing light
like the mobile phone notification flashing at night
walking through this unfamiliar tunnel
seeker of the illumination
stretch my arms to the walls
guiding my path in the pitch black
my fingers interpreting the rough fossils on the walls
they speak despair, torment, light and beauty
frame by frame these engraving paintings of art
I drench in all the emotions on offer
without sight
my kinesthetic fingers
reading them in wondrous
you are the light drawn me to the walk
your life I have experienced
in this tunnel of art
when I finally reach you
I will be undone, done and
completed!
Flicker of Thoughts 