chronic regrets

if memories weren't chronic regrets would be of little concern who would you even forgive when all has been forgotten

What never was, Never will be

Recognise the futility of your search What never was Never will be missed Ignorance is the sweetest bliss Whatever will be Will be...

leave heaven

i will leave heaven in an instant just to hear you recite poetry for me i will leave heaven in an instant for the scent of an incense stick in my memory i will leave heaven in an instant if the borders were erased and we could meet beyond their barbed wires on a land that belongs … Continue reading leave heaven

bits and pieces

it's the bits and pieces that make us whole moments make an eternity breath by breath we live a lifetime lie after lie we start believing nothing is ever inconsequential so watch your thoughts

going off on a tangent

you were the tangent to the circle of my life why did you not let me fly off with you? left me drifting within meaningless revolutions rotating endlessly on a crippled axis where the winter of imagination is permanent seeds of concepts wither away unsprouted and the pages of my book... ...blank *** if my source of inspiration ever … Continue reading going off on a tangent

complete wholeness

the complete wholeness of a circle is seen when you are unable to distinguish the beginning from the end... you do not die in death

comfort zone

live your life such that each comfort zone you slip into should be a place of recuperation, reflection before you move to the next your comfort zone should not be too... ...err...comfortable after a while it should in fact agitate you to climb higher to change direction to recharge your inspiration a revolutionary thinking an … Continue reading comfort zone

Yet Another Secret

I wrote about The Best Kept Secret before, but here is another secret... Shhh! Don't tell anyone about it... the best kept secret lies on the tip of your tongue for if it slips out distorted it will return will you recognise your own words?

Once Upon a Time

Bound by blood Detached by doctrine Once upon a time There used to be one god

hard to hear

always hard to hear is the word "sorry" how arduous to speak it yet so powerful that it can even turn back time