Of Love and Pain

Unquenchable Thirst

Thirst
Ocean thirsty
of a drop of water
Pray and pray,
till the sky is
blue no more

Fire will
fire up all that are
looking for them
They demand
everything to be burned,
with or without a heart

Who is quiet
will seek more tranquil,
more and more until
quiet becomes silence,
silence becomes void,
void becomes self

Curious eyes
is like a rushing river 
ends after they can shatter no more
A touch of hope
is an ocean 
to the water glass 

A Hope in Love

i felt the cold of 
the icy snow
that hasn’t even fall
unto my already frozen soul

my soul wanders, 
has forgotten
the touch of firelight, called
Love

in and out of the stars
searching for a sign from afar
where is the
Love?

Love never flee,
unchanging,
stays inside in peace,
welcomes to those who are knocking

yes, i saw the door,
one blink away to knock…but
where do i stand in
Love?

still, i believe in
Love
that could burn
my pitiful being

Epilog of The Fruitless Apple

What good is a tree
If its once luscious fruit and resting leaves
Has been left nothing but bone?

What good is a flower
If its once radiant petal
Has been dyed by dust?

What good is a rose
If its glaring crimson crown
Has been all veiled by thorns?

What good is a tower
If its majectic sturdy bricks
Has been used only to sleep?

They will surely be cut down,
torn, shred to pieces,
thrown to the anguishing fire

Journey of a Wisdom

Sacred tree
Garden of lily
Made for those who are unable to plea

Sun rises behind the crowd
Moon rises behind the shroud
Power rises behind the bowed

Sky of the blue dye
Friends to the eye
Kind to the shy

Here beneath the sky sublime
Staring up to the kind for a single chime
For a sign of time

Waiting...waiting
Until the last leaf leaving
Then comes the answer oh so blinding

Moonlight Raven

Tell me something in the past
of something i held so loose,
something called sorrow.
That is forgotten long 
long ago

Slowly, slowly
The sorrow is fleeing from me
First, its right leg takes a baby step 
creeping out of my body
Soon, its existence disappeared completely
The perennial being has endured too many

Should i walk on a plank
or run toward the cliff? 
Dancing on the edge of 
precarious state of mind
‘Cause i can’t feel
the being that makes me see the dark
and believe in the blindness of faith

Tell me, raven
Speak of your language
Where did it go?
The trouble that you always preach
in the morning
Spread me your shadow
‘Cause without it
I can’t hide from the sunlight

The Crown

To live is a blessing
To strive is a maturation

To light a candle
is a revelation

To control the storm
is a fortune

To be grateful
is a boon

But, among them all,
and above them all
to love is
worth every crown

When The Lights Off

In the loneliness
I sing a song
to woe my solitude

Watering my aptitude of
making a wish and 
creating imaginations

Morning birds are chirping 
in my ears, and in my sleep
they say i never smile

I am smiling
See me smiling…just only
when the sun and moon are in slumber

In the absence
of someone or
something breathing

I breathe,
still breathing
to keep my shadow alive

It would be delightful if i 
can step on a moving shadow
in my own castle

A Gift of Blue

The scent of blue
Reminds me of

Smile of
The sea

Shore above
The sky

Songs so
Sweet

Stars of
Souls

Sleep in
Serenity

Over The Fire

we met by the raging fire
of the passion,
as our head leaned on
by the hazy wind

the word of love
is nothing but far from
our hated tongue,
though we know we’re in love

a promise for tomorrow
is something that of a mirage,
yet we leaned to that
illusion promise

set the flame
set it ablaze
to this forest of ours
until we burn them all