BAD INFLUENCE


I’m not myself and I know it
I’m invaded, subconsciously being controlled
willingly obsessed, little voices in my head, silent nights, deep thoughts, drowning hallucinations, wild imaginations….
bad bad type of influence……
self denial, in-between the lines of indecision, draining, dying, tired, sad that i can’t decipher
i got the bad type of butterflies
and it’s bad influence to my soul.


“THE TRIO”


I am “me”, my mind and my heart
“me” in two voices
my mind and me
my heart and me
it’s always a struggle
which should I listen to??
my mind thinks straight, cuz obviously……..
my heart thinks deep……
i need to loose one to have “me”
loose my mind or my heart
“me” is confused
i want to listen to my heart, but i hate listening to my mind say “i warned you” Everytime i come crying back.
i don’t wanna go from ” me” to an foreign island of crowded emotions.
my heart always entices me, scoring points, breaking
“me” to pieces at the end.
i hate the fact that my heart is always right
my mind thinks straight.
my heart thinks deep.
it’s “me”, my mind, and my heart
and it’s still a struggle…….


“GREY LAVA”

Time heals they say…
but memories remind and scars remain
difficult to move on with a smile,
ignorance and denial to the heart,
walking through life after an eruption and putting on an act of strength and neutrality when deep down a hole dug and hot lava spilling out…
but Time they say heals…
the liquid within cooling down as the clock ticks, and poetry giving remedy to the soul.
This creates a chance for hope, a chance to smile genuinely again.
A chance to step on “grey lava”

THINGS UNSAID


if only I could put everything This Heart of mine feels into words,
but the little unsaid details are never determined by inabilities or reluctancy
but by the overdose of certainty and the power of few, unfiltered words that produces unseen lines between visible paragraphs
the unseen words that gets sensed so strong and obviously
the unsaid but familiar lines that forms a formidable and undiluted consent for pondering
things unsaid yet more vividly real.

WITH EACH BREATH

everyday I open up my eyes and discovered that dreams and reality just don’t get along too well
but the truth is undeniable and regardless wishes aren’t horses
I breathe in and out a thought repeatedly. close my eyes and all I see is a reoccurring trail of plain wishes as impossible as a wet rock under the sun
and I could never settle for a defeat
cuz these exhales speaks truth in unspoken words only audible to us
with every breath I wish…..
unspeakable feelings sense within
and every time I look into the waters
I see a reflection of reality worth turning to dreams
or rather….. dreams worth turning into reality with each breath I take in, it’s an impossible plain wish.

BLEEDING LOVE

they said love doesn’t hurt
they said all good things about love
a word so complicated
a four letter word that forms a forum of complications
a love that cuts so deep
a love that hurts so bad
it’s love anyways but it’s different
it’s an experiencial emotional torture
but you keep yearning for more
oh! sweet pain
clearly piercing through but you embrace the pain and hope for a better tomorrow
and “uncertain tomorrow”
and though joy comes in the morning
sunrises day by day
but you keep waiting for the morning everything will seem just fine
it’s A Love so pure
but it’s a bleeding Love.


Doubt

Clear from a distance at a distant time
Coming closer and gaining a blurred vision
Certainty and confidence lost in a blink of an eye
Doubt and depression slowly sliding in
Tryna pull myself together and focus but constantly being drawn back by a feeling of uncertainty, the sudden fear of the unknown
Why??
Why this fear factor?
A Sub entity tryna pull down this whole entity.

TRUE PROGRESS

Progress is the act of moving forward
Progress is the acceleration of our success
The inbuilt optimism that pushes us to the top, not just that but the best of it!
The equivalent to this is a life filled with false hope but still being fueled by failure.
A raging desire to strive on even when the road isn't smooth at all.
A strong believe that impossibility is just an opinion that is accepted only by the weak souls. The ability to stand undefeated in the midst of unexpected challenges
PROGRESS!!
Is the happiness that comes along with the triumph of doggedness. An insight to the true meaning of progress, causes us to wonder........
Is progress truly achievable?