Me, Myself, & Poetry
Poetry has always been a mystery to me.
They are simple in meaning yet tricky with words.
Hopeful in its intention but expressed in despair.
The overwhelming emotions it leaves upon you
- nothing but a sense of all sorts of contradictions.
– MR
Business of Life Years in Life
Your life, your business.
So stiff and cold, just like a stone.
You don't live it for others,
Always unmoved
You live for yourself.
with nothing to feel,
and connection to even loan.
I can't help but wonder,
how years of life
have thought you nothing?
Beauties of Life
Entitled
I feel like hiding,
HE who does nothing
just wanting to run away
Yet expect something.
from the pettiness of it all.
And when he doesn't get a thing
I am so tired, and exhausted
He decide life treats him unfairly.
of this world’s constant cries.
So he acts up as if the world owes him Complicating simple matters,
always turning a single moment
Everything now,
into a big theatrical production.
Just never his doing.
Always blaming
Why couldn’t you just sit still?
and even thinking
Chill and enjoy.
It is everybody’s fault
Try for once to avoid
always others
the pointless grumbling
but never ever his.
to which nothing but
only grief brings you.
I know some, even met a few.
Why couldn’t you just see
the beauty of it all?
Are you one?
With people simply enjoying,
Oh please, don't.
in the slience of music dancing
with the beat resonating
the melody of joy
in their happy hearts.
What’s so hard with that?
Tell me.
Why can’t you do just that?
Why can’t we?
Trees
Midnight Musings
They just stood there
It’s full moon
Never moving
and I was reminded of you.
Seasons change
Those times when you said
people come and go
too many full moons ago
and still, they are there.
that we’ll always be together.
Unshaken, unmove.
Now, I wonder where are you?
Unseen
Opinions
There were five but you only see four Easily we connect,
Out in the combat field, you put her first and so quickly we react.
But when in shelter, you ship her to the last Then in an instant
Trying to be the strong one, you make her feel alone we already are divided.
Assuming space is what she wants
In reality it's causing her feeling unwanted So while I see five, now may I ask?
Why is it in your eyes, you only see four?
There in the crowd she stood still awaiting for you with her shield to have.
Hours passed, still she's on her own Braving the unknown,
fearing for her life, left all alone.
Island Man
Tunnel
A man who believes and stood for nothing, Standing somewhere
finds no ally.
in between places,
He who claims every right that favors only himself, lost in time and spaces.
sees no one.
Staying afloat within the crowd;
He who disregard the existence of others full of noises, deaf from the voices aloud knows no other way but his own
From where I stand
there's nothing I see
And he who believe of his truth
but dark narrow tunnel
to be the only one to exist,
with no light in sight.
treat the rest as lies.
Yes he shows no respect,
but demand the same.
He gives no attention,
but always seek for one.
He displays great power,
yet begs for honor.
And a hero in his eyes,
but to many he's a man
- just not acting like one.
A self-serving he is, and so in his own; he shall live alone.
Music
Open Space
Like a tiny voices inside my head
I'm mostly quiet, and rarely present Your sound awakens the feelings
And probably you won’t feel
I never knew existed.
neither my existence nor absence.
With every beat journeying through spaces Not very ideal and a common one, I'm sure.
And a melody transcending over time But I have my ways and can only hope.
Your music transport me inside myself.
That here in my little room and in this silence You know a space for you has been made
Silently Screaming
Differences
Approaching what it seems to be an endless pathway As I close my eyes
I see you standing, waiting.
And say my goodnight
Then you turn your gaze on me
Suddenly you decide
In the darkness I can see your eyes.
It's a good time to fight
Saying every words you never dared to say I listen to your voice
I tried to respond, but nothing came out Sensing the noise
With so many questions I wanted to ask With every word, I hear clearly
and so much feelings never knew to express.
feeling every bit of emotion
Stepping forward, but you started to walk away.
So intense and passionate
Following your path as I always do convincingly you speak of the words I was screaming, silently screaming armed with all the emotions
Wanting to scream stop; beg you to slow down from the highs and lows.
But then again, you heard nothing
I watch and amuse cracking a smile.
You continue walking, never looking back Then you laugh, and it’s gone.
And just as it always end......
In an instant, you were gone.
With no single word,
But with a face that says it all
I think to myself,
it’s the loudest scream
I’ve never heard before
but sure one I’ve ever seen.
Screaming Silently, is what you do best.
Unresponsive
Lost World
You may be lost and confused
You sit alone lost in tranquility.
as uncertainties clouded your face.
I watch you settle in your own little world.
Maybe you're here, or maybe not.
Slowly you drifting alone,
Always getting lost or simply hiding.
becoming deeply absorbed in your thoughts.
Not wanting to get along,
Sometimes I wonder,
and too scared of the unknown.
what's like in there?
So I asked, so where do you belong?
All by yourself with nobody else.
But your face was ablaze with my provocation, So tell me, how one get to where you are?
Muttering something only you can hear.
and how could it be possibly
As I set my foot forward,
that one can feel so safe.
nearing towards your direction.
Abruptly fear flashes from your eyes, following are tears flowing continuously.
Clearly I was surprised,
not expecting your response.
But I thought to myself,
since when did you respond?
Morningś
Sheltered
New day, new beginning.
The sun rises with a hopeful plea, It was well kept,
As I see the rays of light coming, hidden for years;
bringing me such a beautiful peace.
Sheltered and pampered.
We need story,
Never offended.
one that will make everything make sense.
Knows no fears.
Never hurting.
And so you put it out,
for everyone and everything;
to accept,
to hold,
and to love.
A heart so delicate like yours,
so bare and so unguarded.
Trusting fate and human kindness,
to guide,
to shield,
and to protect.
Not Knowing
Past
I don't know
Across the line, in my mind
I don't know what else to do.
I see nothing but everything
I hope this is just a phase;
I left behind
and like any other one,
In the night are the stars
this too shall pass.
beaming brightly in the sky
But when?
While spirits are high
Will it be soon?
Suddenly you'll realized
Well, I hope so.
What a waste of your time
I really wish this confusion
To even think all will be fine
will come to its end soon.
Now the time has arrived
As I don't know what else to do.
To face the truth and end a lie
Tell me, how do I not know?
Why be amazed with a face
Who does nothing but to feign
So many things I don’t understand
Silence
Right and Wrong
I appear in the absence of your presence You'll think they're right and you were wrong Searching for that little space where I can hide myself Then a moment will pass, yes I was...
From this deafening silence only you can give What do they know? You'll ask
I try to find consolation to make me feel at ease So I'm wrong, to think they were right But all of sudden a cloud passed over your face For when I know, I know.
Taking away the slightest peace left inside me In my mind I know
But I hear nothing except a siren
things will be better.
But looking through your eyes, I find something In my heart I'm sure
we'll find our place.
One day I'll look back
and as I see me with
you; I'll tell to myself,
and so you made it.
Ordinary Night
Perhaps
Just like any ordinary night
Perhaps most of us don't see exactly what others see; I'm lying in bed, deep in my own thoughts.
We walk through our lives searching to fill whatever our hearts' desire.
In this moment of silence, sadness starting to creep in; Perhaps many of us spend most of our time traveling - going to places I cast my mind back, from times when all was fine.
where we will feel at home; But have we arrived yet?
Memories slowly filling my head,
Have we gone far enough to find what we're looking for?
reflecting on this life, doubting if it's mine.
Perhaps some of us contends ourselves in waiting, Realizing everything seems good except me.
watching things as they just passed by; And as we wait patiently, we ask.. "Are we really waiting for something?"
What about you? If I ask, what do you want?
Can you tell me? Do you know what you want?
Perhaps we all are the same; Either we know, or we don't.
Perhaps, we all want the same thing...
Maybe..... Or maybe not. Who knows?
Finally Seen
See Me
My life used to be simple
Open yourself and be seen
I live, I breathe, and I smile
For This world has made a place
I wake up each day with pure joy
Just right for you
And I felt like I have all the time There are so many words I wish I can say Until one day I saw you
But they choose to stay somewhere they can rest
*waking up each day with joy
So what's the point in letting you know Feeling like a child gifted with a toy Of what's inside when they can hide When I felt I have all the time in the world Sure someday I can say
Suddenly you appear and gave me ____
And maybe it'll eventually find its way You made me open myself
In time when all fears have disappeared Finally giving in to be seen
It'll be unfolded at will
In this world, I found my place
I see you and you see me
Just right where I should be
I feel you and you feel me
I Have a Feeling
Night Wish
For some time now
At times I do
I cannot seem to recognize
I watch you from afar
I used to despise your presence for popular reasons many know Admiring the life
Dreading your apparent coming
For the heart I once had
For some time now
Night wish
I have a feeling I wish to understand For the mind I once had
For some time now
I cannot seem to recognize
this person I am seeing
For some time now
I feel like I lost a piece of myself... somewhere For some time now
I have tried to ponder things on my own; and the harder I try, the more I got confused For sometime now
I feel like something inside me
slowly disappearing;
and why I am feeling like this?
I wish I know, I really do
But whatever the reasons may be
I hope to know them - one day.
Nighthawk
Petty
I feel like hiding, wanting to run away.
You are like a bug that hides from the back of my mind at day Go far from the pettiness of it all.
And as I drift to the land of the dreams suddenly you decide to appear I am so tired, and exhausted.
That strong nag of confusion I feel Of this world’s constant cries,
complicating simple matters.
Always turning a single moment
into a big theatrical production.
Why couldn’t you just sit still?
Chill and enjoy the everyday miracles.
Why couldn’t you see?
Try and watch the beauty of it all?
With people simply enjoying,
dancing in a silent music
in a beats that resonates
the joy of their happy hearts.
What is so hard with that?
Why can’t you do that?
Why can’t we?
Beating Heart
Searching
The Heart is Beating
I’ve tried searching for the mind I once had.
Yes, it is beating
And I find myself looking for my old self.
Though I am not sure for whom
One who can put every idea into words.
or for what
The version of me who always know.
or even when it started.
It just one day,
all of sudden it decided to beat.
And it hurts,
though not for it’s own pain
but rather for others.
This heart.
It is now feeling
and not for it’s own
but for what others is feeling.
How is that possible?
Does this heart, knows?
Broken Minds
Brand New Day
I’ve had my mind broken before.
New day, new beginning
Many times.
The sun rises with a hopeful plea, And it seems as though it’ll take a lifetime As I see the rays of light coming, to put the pieces back together and move on.
Bringing me such a beautiful peace But as hard as it is, I try.
I try to live with whatever
little hope left in me.
To envision a bright future
while circling around in an abyss.
I look forward even though
what I see is a dead end.
Fighting my feet while it dragged me to this deep hole.
How did we end up here?
Why can’t we go back to the times
when you know nothing and things are simple.
Can you point a way out
of this misery brought by life realities.
Now tell me Dear sheltered heart,
where do broken mind goes?
Dusking Madness
Unpsoken
I appear in the absence of your presence, There are so many words I wish I can say searching for that little space where I can hide myself.
But they choose to stay somewhere they can rest From this deafening silence only you can give, So what’s the point in letting you know I try to find consolation to make me feel at ease.
Of what’s inside, when they can hide But all of sudden a cloud passed over your face, Sure someday I’ll say
taking away the slightest peace left inside me.
Or maybe it’ll eventually find its way In time all fears may disappear
It’ll be unfolded at will
Dare to Share
Baggage
Always at lost with words
My soul has just died
and my thoughts
And so I went away and hide
Never did I feel easy to define
Searching for the my old self
Try not to hide Or Even lie
Carrying with me the baggage of life Just leave all your fears behind
to reveal what's inside
Look in my eyes
& sure you'll find
The peace of mind
You wish to have
When you dare to share
What's on your mind
Burden
Art of Silence
I watch you now as you struggle
You speak of words which has no use to anyone So confused and so miserable
Meddling with the affairs that is not yours at all too many questions with no answers The entitlement you have inside you Feeling frustrated, too heavy to bear.
is nothing but sort of a vandal on a wall.
How do I get here, and how can I get out from this?
Your unwanted opinions, what an annoyance You are asking, more on telling
To people around you, who wish nothing but for you to learn the art of I am explaining, more on sharing
silence.
As you stare in the blankness of life Don’t you have anything to do?
I see you getting lost in the darkness of it.
With what seemed to be a too much of your spare time?
You left, with the unlifted burden Aren’t you feeling invisible?
I stayed being reminded of how it was With people efforts to
Randomly I asked, are you alright?
Today’s sun is so bright, I wish I could say the same with your face I wonder, always have
How one can feel so much pain
just as you are feeling now
What happened to you?
Were you hurt?
Writing
Sunsets
Writing, how can it be hard?
The yellow gold
You pour your deep thoughts
The mystery and wonder
Unspoken feelings
Where days bids you goodbye
For everyone to see, to judge and taken in different meaning Slowly transforming into darkness
There’s a certain hope that sunset leaves
Suffering
Unspoken
Sufferings, we always feel it.
There are so many words I wish I can say But many will say, you do but always only your own.
But they choose to stay somewhere they can rest Why? How much do you really suffer? They’ll ask.
So what’s the point in letting you know Contrary to what really happens in real life, how much are you truly Of what’s inside, when they can hide suffering?
So I think. Wait, what’s real life? For you, I mean?
Sure someday I’ll say
Does it mean mine isn’t?
Or maybe it’ll eventually find its way In time all fears may disappear
It’ll be unfolded at will
Broken Minds
Grow Up
I’ve had my mind broken before.
I feel like hiding, wanting to run away.
Many times.
Go far from the pettiness of it all.
And it seems as though it’ll take a lifetime I am so tired, and exhausted.
to put the pieces back together and move on.
Of this world’s constant cries,
But as hard as it is, I try.
complicating simple matters.
I try to live with whatever
Always turning a single moment
little hope left in me.
into a big theatrical production.
To envision a bright future
Why couldn’t you just sit still?
while circling around in an abyss.
Chill and enjoy the everyday miracles.
I look forward even though
Why couldn’t you see?
what I see is a dead end.
Try and watch the beauty of it all?
Fighting my feet while it dragged me With people simply enjoying,
to this deep hole.
dancing in a silent music
How did we end up here?
in a beats that resonates
Why can’t we go back to the times
the joy of their happy hearts.
when you know nothing and things are simple.
What is so hard with that?
Can you point a way out
Why can’t you do that?
of this misery brought by life realities.
Now tell me Dear sheltered heart,
Why can’t we?
where do broken mind goes?
Clueless
Out of Control
Years of self-awareness
Have completely lost my ability to think.
prepared me for nothing.
And I am now in the verge of drowning from the sorrow of my heart, Facing the unfamiliar that
totally lost in the middle of this unrecognizable emotions that has left my only left my sheltered heart
heart in despair.
to the sea of doubt.
It is aching; and still I don’t know why.
I have no reasons.
Unconsciously striving
That is a problem, you know?
for this mind to rule over
Having no reasons; for everything.
yet failing to rationalize
No reason to be sad, and no reason to be happy too.
the emotions of this heart
Can’t quite get enough courage.
I could barely recognize.
Always standing in the middle; never having to stand for just one side.
To choose and decide.
Uncertain of what I truly believe and what I don’t.
Oh dear, the complications of being human.
November Blues
Strangers
There is always something about November that is just….
I don’t know what I am feeling.
I saw you from the crowd
Everything seems gloomy
With all voices I hear so loud
Suddenly I become sentimental
As my eyes locked into yours
And I am feeling low.
Suddenly I realized
Feelings, oh dear you are something Strangers, yes that’s what we are
I will forever keep on figuring out.
With each other, there’s no more us And my confusion,
No known stories to tell
it’s one thing that has always remain consistent in my life.
No jokes to share
Life, again just always being you. Life As I stare into your eyes
There’s nothing more out there
Though you tried to smile
I sense how much force you had to pull
Why? I asked myself
Or how? How is that at one point
You are everything to me
And I am to you
But now? We are nothing
But strangers.
Yes that’s who we are with each other
Strangers
Deep
Melancholia filling every bit of this very little space I once had
The endless path seemingly like a maze Unknown like
I'm happy when I sleep because at least there I'm sure I close my eyes and clear my mind
Deeply breathing, releasing
Finding meaning into the nonsense
2023