Either Way

The Cheshire Cat once said

It doesn't matter which road to take

if you don't know where you want to go.

As long as you keep your feet

moving across the graveled path,

the roads will lead you to the place

where you must land.

Either way I want to go...

Missing You

Why do I feel 
these unexplainable twists in my guts 
everytime somebody mentions your name?
Or even just a flitting thought
that reminds me of you crosses my mind?
How do I say,
without sounding like 
I'm asking for too much,
that all I wanted to do
was to hold you close 
instead of just missing you?

Gingerbread Crumbs

I've spent my life 
second-guessing the signs 
that I have been
much too fond of asking for

yet I still get cynical about. 
My hands are full
of these tiny bits and pieces
I picked along the way,
like gingerbread crumbs
scattered around on uneven ground.
Finally I tired of all these
picking and second-guessing,
unsure of which path to follow
these signs will lead me;
and with a strangled cry of desperation,
I threw all these bits and pieces
like confetti above me,
and watched the birds swoop in
as they catch each and every single piece
and carry them off to the sky. 
Now all that remained on my
suddenly liberated hands,
is the freedom to move,
to touch as they please,
and the lingering scent of 
gingerbread crumbs that
clung on my fingertips.

Something to Believe

The silence is deafening.

     Speak to me.

          Sing to me.

               Shout at me.

I don't care as long as it's your voice I hear.

Just make me believe that you are out there,

somewhere. 

I'd Go With You Anywhere

I'll keep my feet moving,

keep the hope burning inside of me

safe and covered from the blustering wind

that's been trying to blow it out.

We'll see the world

from different directions,

build the stories that we'll

soon share with each other;

until our eyes meet,

until your bellow reaches my ears.

Until that moment when I reach 

out my hand and I can feel

you clasping your fingers 

around it,

holding me tight beside you

as we bravely face towards the direction

where the wind will finally blow us.

Spectrum

How do you drown 

in a waterless lake,

where every breath you take

felt like swallowing a

mouthful of water instead?

I tried to hold my breath

to escape the pain

that lashes through my lungs,

everytime a glimpse of you

forces me to take a deep breath,

thinking that breathing you in

is the longest that I could 

hold you inside,

and once I let you out,

I too shall expire.

Breathing you in when I want you out

Finding our truth in a hope of  doubt

Let's Love

All the love that I have
I carried within my clenched  hands;
too afraid to spill a single drop
because it is all that I ever have.
Pinpricks crawl across my skin
as numbness settles in
on my tightly clenched fists.
My eyes staring down on my
limbs too sore from gripping too tight,
as I struggled my way across the town.
Then I stumbled and fell
across the foot you stuck out,
and caught my hands in yours
just in the nick of time,
to keep them all from spilling out
from the safety of your own hands.

I'm just a girl from the city

You came to me like cavalry

Now all I want is to hold you now

I've been saving my soul

for someone like you.

Celestial

A speck of dust 
aimlessly wandering
across the space,
with no gravity 
to pull it in,
and to anchor it in a place
to call its own.
A speck of dust
waiting for that collision
with another aimless wanderer,
that will bring forth 
the explosion
that will bring to life
a new beginning.
We may be just
mere specks of dust,
but never forget,
that we are celestial beings too.

Wants and Needs

We live in a world
where wants and needs
are two different things.

Then people would ask me:
What do I want the most?
and
What do I need the most?

But then again,
I couldn't give them
two different answers

For the only thing
that is treading the thin line
that stretches between
want and need is
you.

Something Wonderful

Could it be that they've been
telling the truth all along?
That when love is true,
everything reminds you of 
the one
that make you want to believe in it.
Just like the old songs 
that you listened to 
when you were young.
Singing along with the words
that meant nothing but
just mere syllables that 
comes along with the music.
But now, 
every time I hear these songs,
my heart shifts inside my chest;
I swear I could almost hear it 
making a sound just like that 
of the needle as it scratches the vinyl.
That static noise right before
the song begins,
building the anticipation,
knowing in your heart
that something wonderful
is waiting on the next turn.

Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

Woke up from
a dreamless sleep;
mind still sluggish 
from the dragging pull 
of a deep slumber.
I struggled with the cobwebs 
blurring my mind,
until slowly they cleared out 
and I realized;
that I woke into the most 
unwelcome dream.
A waking nightmare 
as it seems.
For I was alone 
in this bed
where you are not 
to be found
anywhere near 
within the reach
of my shivering hands. 

**** Hello there my dear friends! It's been awhile, I know. Sorry if it was only now that I was able to post anything since last year. I'll try to make up as much as I can and I'd even post some of the scribbles that I did while I was away. I'll even do a post about the year-ender trip by the beach that we took so watch out for it. One thing's for sure though, it's  not good for the heart to watch Kurt Cobain scream his heart out on Nirvana's Unplugged concert on MTV and watch the pain through his eyes on  a widescreen TV as if you're looking at him face to face. Because then you'll just end up tossing and turning in your bed with all those pent up emotions struggling inside you as your remember how he looked while singing Pennyroyal Tea and more so on the final song of their set (Where Did You Sleep Last Night?). So in your last attempt for sanity, you'd grab the book that will surely make you cry your own heart out (which is by the way, Second Chance Summer by Morgan Matson), and only then you'll be able to sleep. So here I am, in the office, with puffy eyes and a gloomy mood. Oh how I wish that I could bask under the warmth of the sun later to shake away this gloomy feeling. 

Sky Full of Stars

Look up to the sky 
and stare at the stars scattered
like pinpricks of light
against the blanket of the night.
Think of them as pieces of me,
with each piece trying to hold on tight;
for it's been so long
since of my last attempt
to reach out for you.
When I let myself burst 
for the final time,
to shine the brightest
that I could be.
See them as the words
that I've so long 
wanted to whisper
against your ear.
Pick out the ones
that you wanted most,
and discard the rest if you will.
I wouldn't mind,
not even just a little bit,
for all of them
was meant to be yours.

Daylight

The Sun is rising cheerfully
up on the horizon.
With its light
filtering through the blinds
hanging by the window;
forcing my eyes to open up against
the disgustingly 
bright and chirpy day that awaits.
It may be a beautiful day
they say, 
but I still can't see
the beauty in it. 
For all that
I wanted to do,
was to stay inside this 
dark and dingy room,
curled up against the cold
as I bury myself deeper
into the sheets;
foolishly willing myself 
back to the dream
wherein it was your skin,
and not the sheets,
that I was crawling myself in. 

Wandering Souls

How do you hear my thoughts
before I speak them out loud?
How do you manage 
to spit out the words
just as they were
untangling themselves
from my twisted tongue?
Could it be
that my soul skips from my body
and gets trapped into yours,
as the sun lights up 
your part of the sky?
And travels back to mine
as you stumble into
a deep slumber?
Could it be that my dreams
are how your waking life seems?
For I couldn't think 
of any other reason than
we are of a single soul
that was torn apart;
and both halves were meant
to wander on separate directions
but destined to meet again.

Magic

I tried to think of a time
where I wanted something 
more than this.
More than wishing for you
on shooting stars and wishing wells;
on dandelions and wishbones.
I tried to think so hard,
searching for that moment in time.
But I couldn't.
For I stopped believing in magic
from way back then.
And it was only you
that brought back the faith in me.