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Bs. Garbage.

In the hollow songs of the abyss, I dream of
moments frozen in time.

Where young hearts are forever intertwine.

Left to dream of our youth as if it were
yesterday, I look within your eyes to see
my reflection upon a tear drop, shed from a
moment loss of our love spent together.

Cry not my love, for wings of white, fly to
the heavens, to soar beyond the gates.

There our love remains within the walls
we created from our love.

Sheltered from the storms of days, that
ravage with time.

We remain as timeless as
sonnets sung to kings.

I remain forever yours in love.

No idea what was I writing.

Smoke

Cold .

Started off with the clouds beneath the Sun.

Blotting out its shine and rays.

Only fags could give me the heat I need.

You smack it, pop it & light it.

Only a cigarette.

You are just too lazy to twitch a muscle.

Sit back & watch the smoke drift.

The random Os and the curls.

It starts pouring.

Hours later.

Its still pouring.

You get wet in the rain.

But it doesn’t stops there.

I stood still under the rain.

Cold.

You take a long smooth drag.

Coughs coughs.

Stub it out.

Flick it off.

Walk away.

The smoke lingers behind.

They say its bad for health. Well I remember once my history told me his mother who was back then 80 years old is still alive smoking red cigarettes, one of the cigarettes with a lot of nicotine and she’s still walking kicking alive. They ask what’s so great about smoking? I tell them don’t knock it till you try it. And soon enough they get addicted to it. Irony.

Dream or Nightmare?

It was a cold evening.
Clouds thick and dark high up the sky,
Yet not a sign of a raindrop.
Lost in my thoughts,
Waiting to fall asleep.

So she laid on top of me,
Holding her hands tight,
Jus to keep her warm.
Atop this fresh bed of lemongrass,
The smell of freshness all around.
She was looking high up,
Searching for the stars hidden up the clouds.

She turned over,
Looking deep in my eyes,
While I looked back at her.
There I lay lost in her eyes,
That softness & innocence,
Shining like an aurora around her.

We started laughing and rolling all about,
As I was tickling her soft waist.
She got up and started running away from me.
A game of hide and seek.
I played along,
And gave her a head start,
Before running after her.

I couldn’t see her around.
All I could hear was her short burst of giggles.
Each time I reached close to her laughter,
She was gone.
I got tired.
I waited.
But I didn’t hear any more laughter.

I panicked,
And I ran all around searching for her.
I shouted but to no avail.
And I heard a scream.
I finally reached to her.
Thinking it was all a game.

And then I lost my breath,
As I saw her breathing her final goodbye.
I help her up against my arms,
Crying for help.
But to no avail.
I stood there helpless as a drop of rain fell against my cheeks.

And then I woke up,
In a cold sweat.
Realizing that it was all nothing
But a dream turned nightmare.
My heart beating in a frenzy,
In pain it started aching.