The second falling star crosses the sky
I thought of you – setting up high
Expectations that were meant to crumble
And I know I won’t be a memory –
Nor a scene you’ll recall
When nostalgia consumes you
Pinnacle hollows deep down below
Off of the bottom my nest lies still
This is not a place I wish –
Hope you’ll never be in
As of today the goal is clear
I will build a life I could live on


Withhold your questions –
I get the clue
So dance, and smile
The future doesn’t need you
Thus the past seems to be alive




What’s up

You were curious when we first met
Chemistry felt – vibe filled the air
You gave me a smile
Some of your life stories
Even disclosed what you hold dear
And then – all of a sudden
You were no more
You got to know me
And called it quits
For unknown reason leaving cut on me
Silent treatment – one-word reply
Whatever I did, I only tried
There is my fault – this is who I am
I’m breaking things then looking around
Just like a kid –
Playful, cat-like someone would say
Now when I see you – when you act
As if there is nothing – or nothing happened
Indeed I agree though it makes me mad
After two months you are coming back
Chit-chat of all when I’m bursting tears
Being ignored, ghosted being in here
I do I care of you having your way
And I will ask if you are doing okay
But you don’t mind – little bother I am
And so I’m glad
You will never know
What there is up my heart



Breadcrumbs I’m picking
Meaning extended survival
Reasons unknown seemingly –
Comfort sure easier becomes
Disguise lingers inner layer –
Upon moon’s glowing light

Powerful gaze throws curtain down
Of self-pity moaning
With no action – right here, now
That has been said
And written all along
Hypocrisy I’m mastered in

Words lost their sense
Abruptly recycled when in need
Charming speech spread around
While doing nothing that matters indeed
Guidance offer – wise-man be for once
In cave toying rocks, and dance

Monkey – oh irony – failure your mark
Forever solo you’ll be doing this dance
Push people away crying eyes out
They won’t understand unless given chance
Backtrack wrongdoings –
When too late you’ve noticed








Of pity sweet irony
Longing comprehensive trust
A substance to modesty
Complexity and resonance, for once
Wordless agreement of both parties
Replaces doubtful mist
Whether walk into – or not
Though it’s been brought up
To my ear echo comes back
Your satisfaction lowered by minute
So for the sake of clarity
Justification let me lay down
An attempt had failed
Given no second chance





Little Cold




Little down inside where it all runs pretty
Getting little cold when you’re around
Hoping for a change, yet nothing comes about

I’m closing the door with my watchful ceiling
Another goodbye thrown up in the sky
Will you be, will you be outside?

Soon things are going to change
I will not be same ever again
For each step on, further down the line

Coz’ I’m fed up seeing, fed up being fooled
With you up high looking down, too
Words and phrases, meaningless what I do

Meaningless what I do…




This is going to be a song, though I’m stuck now.







Turns out

The freedom doesn’t lie outside the boundaries
We’re born into shackles, locked down –
Into a home you wouldn’t leave free
The cage, and the one holding up the key
Is in fact – both you and me
An idealism God’s once blessing
Nectar bestowed upon human soul
Today the poison in reality’s many faces
And a tear falling down cracked shiny armour
So the shield I lifted, against very own being
Becoming a wraith, cynism my friend has become
Not these strangers I wouldn’t look up
For their ignorance, and my beautiful –
Yet broken heart





Inspired by – Bad Sign – Kellermensch









In a split second all has been revealed

The cause of my headache, trembling voice – with lack of answers fighting. Through the fog crusade, onwards… Dilemma of a poisonous effect, two-sided marvel and a beggar in between where no one knows what it gets.

For his eyes treasure forbidden, either painless cannot be. Not for him though you would think, we shall wait and see. Bringing doom over what is being left.

To handle such, an act
Reserves of indifference needed
Or else let them find happiness
Losing beggar off of sight
For whom the world he lives
Is the world he can stand
More than he ever would –
Breaking someone’s heart




I have finally got to sit and draft it once more, though I’m spitting my words organizing its format just a little, this seems to be looking more complex now. I’m sorry for throwing down half-baked writing early on, hope you don’t mind a bit of cringe.