the unsaid

when words drown,
silence speaks.
maybe
like how
the wind would
whisper to the sea...
"can you be without me?"

empty emotions

To miss someone
is like hearing the sea,
from a vacuous shell.
Seeking the infinte,
in emptiness.

bubbles

Breath,
in transparent spheres,
capturing tiny drops of light from the Sun,
ethereal,
and resplendent in rainbow hues;
floating delicately,
like life in a dream,
blissfully, yet aimlessly
with the wind
oblivious,
of destination or time.

music of the heart

Solitude, I love.
That's when I hear-
strumming the strings of my heart,
every memory resonating
into music notes -
at times like a brilliantly composed song,
sparkling with happiness;
at times intense and soulful
that streams down as a drop of tear,
and clings on to my chin,
refusing to let go;
at times disastrously distorted-
furious, chaotic, deafening
and may be, unforgiving.

lost treasure

I realized I lost something precious.
It lay there, glowing beautifully in all its glory;
waiting patiently for me find it, pick it, and make it mine.
But I just did not see it.
Treasures, i guess, are only for the fortunate.