Thursday, November 18, 2010
Penned down emotions @ 12:40 AM

Twisted

As I gaze into your eyes
And yours into mine,
Putting aside all our fake lies
We start chasing time

Do you feel
The same burning sensation
Of mixed anxiety & excitement
that rushes through
all your veins and capillaries?

Clock ticks
& clock tocks
Every second and minute
passed with no mercy

Thoughts still rushing
through my mind
Thoughts of uncertainty
Insecurity that you're mine

As we sat side by side
You put your hand over mine
My heart beats faster
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock ..
If only I could stop time ..

Sudden rush of cool wind
Brushed against my cold skin
My pulse began to accelerate
but you remained calm

Tick-tock, tick-tock,
There's no more time to waste
so I grabbed my bag
and ran into the forest
You did all but nothing

But I could never blame you
For what I've become
a figure far too hideous
crimson eyes and fangs ..
bloodthirst.

Yet you gave chase
You ran
after me
It was us
running against time
or with..

Then I stopped to find
you ahead - no, in front of me
still you hugged me
but with that strange and warm sensation
sent through your arms and chest
melted my heart ..

Tears rolled down my cheeks
as you kissed me
ever so passionately

Suddenly
the wind
that brushed against my skin
was no longer cold,
but filled with warm ashes
that fly around me.

CHECKMATE! Yumeitto .

Penned down emotions @ 12:26 AM

Do you see

Do you see
the nature's beauty
Where peace and tranquility
rest here on light air molecules?

Do you see
the bright and glowing,
White, soft and puffy
snow, ever so pure?

Do you see
the slightly jagged edge
Where it's imperfection
made whole in a drafted sketch?

Do you see the moon
under the same twilight
Just as full as the sun in noon
In this quiet & peaceful night?

Do you see
a bunch of sore losers
Or yet another group
For you to lend a helping hand?

Do you see
the cup half-empty
half-full,
Or overflowing ..

with bundles of joy,
& happiness
For life's not a toy
that you can just play around with ..

We've all got one
& only one
life to spend
and to share & give.

If you do see
what I see
then how are we so different
Just how can it be,
you ask.

For what I came into conclusion,
It's whether or not we
put up a good show
Or move the audience to tears.

That's the difference.. between us.

(good show= fake, move the audience to tears=true/genuine)

CHECKMATE! Yumeitto .