Monday, March 02, 2009

wait for sleep

the stars on the ceiling have lost their shape,
as i've been staring at them for long
restricted to my position for the lack of space
ears tuned in to my brother's snores,
to the stupid dog constantly barking;
at some innocent person forced to walk out into the night,
to the clock's ticking that seems to grow louder,
if only a stone were to appear that i could throw at it
blowing it off and setting its pieces flying, destroying time
and with a victorious smirk, i turn back to the stars.
the weight of the quilt heaving on me
and mosquitos hungry for blood hovering around
knowing their prey is near but deceived by darkness
wish i could take off in a run, jumping off the stairs
my feet hard on the asphalt, stones crackling with every step
giving the stupid dog a devilish laugh and before
he realizes it to be a challenge, leaving him behind
running at such a pace were the only audible sound
is my own heavy breathing with just flashes visible of
the road wet with mist, the flickering yellow light
heart pounding so hard that every nerve is felt
clambering on to a bus that would take me far
far far away from everything,
one last look at the street were i once belonged
and as the bus rattles on, its all a blurb
everything dissolving into darkness
the stars appear again, just a blurb
as finally sleep takes over

Sunday, September 17, 2006


move on

A muffled cry, heavy ticking of a clock nearby
I try to get away, run as fast as I can
my heart pounding, drenched in sweat
a flash of light and I fall endlessly into darkness
I open my eyes only to realize
it was just a dream
the moonlight pours in
I sit up in the silence and wonder
why don’t some wounds ever heal?
why do we have to live it over and over again?
times have changed, so have I
but the scars of yore stay
like a constant reminder
will I ever be able to forget?
the prospect of anything new scares me
what if it too falls apart?
will I ever put behind everything?
will I ever move on?

Thursday, August 24, 2006


I lie in a corner
wounded and defeated
the pain piercing my soul
darkness swallowing me
I cry out but none to listen
none to wipe the tears
I stretch out my arms
but none to help me up
a fire burns within
despair provokes rage
I try fighting it out
but all in woe
the pain now tastes sweet
the darkness a steady companion
the only hope that stays
is the wait for death

Tuesday, August 22, 2006




I am

I am like a bird that wants to fly
high in the open sky
I am like a flame that wants to burn
strong as long as the darkness stays
I am like the water that wants to ripple
until it hits the rocks
I am like the breeze that wants to blow
until it stops
I am like a flower that wants to bloom
till its dry
I am like a star that wants to shine
till the day is near
I am like a smile that wants

to last forever