For how many forgotten times did I punched the moon and the only time I got hurt was when I didn't.

 ...and for a moment I would like to stop. Stop fighting for a while and indulge in music. Get drowned by the lyrics and melodies til the world just disappear. And for a moment I will be fine again.

Every Paralleled Universe

 

I followed my head

And it led me to my heart.
I listened to my mind 
And it echoes the beat.
While everyone is telling me
To open up,
I have second thoughts.
Cause I can't even barely hold your hand 
In my dreams.
They say your heart needs to grow
So your soul again could glow.
But I can always use artificial lights
To lighten up my pride.
It's been years and counting
But I don't mind.
In every paralleled universe
The inevitable will always happen.
Will always be the same.
And in another thousand of years
I will always be in the side of time.
Not rushing,
Nor gushing,
Just gliding
With time.

Heaven in a Bitter Cup of Coffee

 

On a cozy Sunday Afternoon...

Sitting by my window...

The view of the city...

Sipping my 2nd cup of coffee...

While reading a book.

And I thought...

Life is a constant struggle...

So Spare yourself with this kind of moments.

Moments well spent with the company of yourself.

Tranquil.

Placid.

Calm.

Serene.

All the possible synonym.

To bask for a moment with music and good thoughts.

And for a moment of that beautiful solitude...

I tasted heaven in a cup of bitter coffee.

"Life is like a cup of coffee...

It's bitter, but still tastes good."

- O. Mann

Extreme

If there's one important thing that this pandemic stole from me, that is my peace of mind. 

Everyday I go through this anxiety and fear of who will be the next victim? 

And it is so tiring to overthink every second, everyday.

To think about my family, people around me, myself, my friends.

It is a constant battle of mind.

I've been trying to overcome these anxieties everyday but it is harder than I could think.

My faith is struggling to carry me through.

And sometimes I just wish I could talk to someone who could actually listen.

Because no one does it for me.

 Anyone could be the master of their own ships...
But You can be a lighthouse who guides the Masters.

Tales of the Haunted Chamber (Part III): The Last Journal in 1933

You have the eyes of a gazelle

And a laugh that I could hear for a thousands of years.

A smile that could end a war.

And for seven years I am in a battlefield of forgotten arms.

You gave hope a chance for everyone.

But I let you die in my own hands.

My reasons could justify my actions.

But my guilt can't forgive my vague treason.

But all my roads lead me back to thee.

I have this last journal in the year 1933.

For I will be catching my last train

Hoping it will lead me back to our dance in the rain.

After all his inspirational rampages

I am done with my cursed lineage.

We are redeemed by your mishaped grace.

With my death I'll be in your embrace.

Footnotes:

The Tales of the Haunted Chamber is a trilogy poetry that I wrote from the hearts of 3 characters who met each other in 3 different years and circumstances that made each of them decide for a moment and regretted for the rest of their lives.

Unrequited love, a forgotten lover, and a love that got away, respectively. All inspired by the prequel poetry about The Better Man.

Tales of the Haunted Chamber (Part II): The Dance in 1927

A dance in France in 1927

An art of chance that lasted by eleven.

I could have told you my name

If only you'd remember the same.

You don't need my forgiveness

Fate is to be blamed for this mess.

In my death I will set my haven in that dance in the rain.

For in my story You were never the villain.

I am your little wolf that came with a price.

But you took the chance even if the stakes are high.

Your memory will serve you well soon.

Until then I will watch you from the moon.

Footnotes:

The Tales of the Haunted Chamber is a trilogy poetry that I wrote from the hearts of 3 characters who met each other in 3 different years and circumstances that made each of them decide for a moment and regretted for the rest of their lives.

Unrequited love, a forgotten lover, and a love that got away, respectively. All inspired by the prequel poetry about The Better Man.