Labyrinth

There is a labyrinth in my heart,
The entrance is wide open,
But the exit is invisible.
I turn right,
And end up where I started.
I turn left,
And got back to where I was again.
The pain and agony of being perpetually stuck
Within a space with no time, no joy, and no light.
This is the labyrinth in my heart,
And I wish to heaven,
That one day
The exit will become visible to me
So I can get out.

Rainbow

Prithee rainbow, do not go.
Thy arch perches upon the azure sky,
Only after the stormiest wind.
Knowing thy stay is short,
My sight remained upon thee.
Yet distracted by a malicious sting,
When I turn around again,
Thou art gone.
Have thee left for good?
Or shall I search a little bit more?

Mere Fantasy

Oh, how could I be so foolish,
As to take a mere fantasy
And envision it to be real?
Oh, how could I be so daft
As to believe things actually are
When they never will be?
Impatience takes over me
The longer I wait for thee.
Then reality gives me a stingy bite.
Ouch! That hurt!
Can I? Should I?
Entrust thee with my dream?
Believe that perhaps
Fantasy may stand its chance?
Or should I reluctantly
Embrace this cruel, cold-blooded
Tormenting truth,
That fantasies
Are just mere fantasies?

The Ultimate Defeat

He signed a pact with the devil,
And lost all but a pair of flip-flops.
There was little left of him.
This, the world perceived;
Because he had lost everything
To the bloody devil himself.
Little did they know;
His angels thus began
Singing his song aloud
As he sat in the corner and wept:
'Oh he is so 'cuz he gave us all;
What's left in him that's all good.
He gave and gave till none was left;
Until we obtained our halo and wings.
Oh,why? Oh, why can't you see?
We, the angels are
The outcome of this devilish pact.
Save him! Save him!
We shall sing,
Until the world finally learns
That out of his ultimate defeat,
His final victory, was heaven itself, no less.'

No Reply

Speak not and listen
To the silence within;
Let the gaze blind our minds.
As I caress your gentle
Whispers of adoration,
We turn this moment
Into Eternity.
We are both heroes
Succumbing to our arch-enemy's
Tender conquest.
If this does not suffice,
Then what will?

Adieu

It's almost time to bid you adieu.
A part of me will be leaving with you.
Over mountains and across the seas,
Where the pasture's crispy green,
Will you be thinking of me?

It's almost time to bid you adieu.
A part of you will always be.
Under the sun, the moon and the stars,
Let's rejoice in this chapter's end,
And embrace our brand new epic.

It's almost time to bid you adieu,
Nothing else needs to be said or done.
For you know best, and I know all,
We are warriors upon our chariots,
Fighting this interminable battle.

It's almost time to bid you adieu.
Adieu! Adieu! Adieu!

Grandma Nature

Oh, how they've all forgotten,
Your tender love and care
Is what made them who they are.
Gently, blows the breeze,
Taking away the marks
Of stress, of pressure, and of virulence,
Inside the mind and on my face.
Reminiscing the innocence
Bread by the simplicity
Of the kind and loving you.
Dear mother of all,
How I've forgotten,
Just like the rest of them
Amidst the hustle and bustle
Of this inhuman civilisation
That there exists such tranquillity,
Which had always been
And patiently awaits
Till we all remember once again.

Ivy

Marvelling the sights of passersby,
She brings life
To whatever she's climbing on.
Whether it be a simple fence
Or the wall of a brick house.
The insignificant damages
Cannot undermine her beauty.
She would be the wonder in a scene.
Take that which she is leaning on
Away
Then her beauty is no more.
She, is no more.

Feline Religion

Trotting here and there;
Pouncing there and here.
Restless is my feline heart
For I know,
Yet I don't.

Changes now and then;
Hoping then and now.
Contentment is my feline nature.
For I know,
And I don't.

Eating more and less;
Dozing less and more.
Relaxation is my feline mastermind.
For I know,
But I don't.

I am the royalty,
And I am the child
In the human household.
For I know all,
Yet I know naught.

That is the Tao
Of the Cat.
I am my own Bible.

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Sonnet in Couplets

Our love has thus blossomed two years and one
'Tis a lie to say no battles were won.
The flag has no meaning without its pole,
Like a walking torso without a soul.
The thorns of a rose define its beauty,
Cold chilly winters make spring more plenty.
The sour peels that keep the cherries sweet,
The gruesome tyrant trains the strongest fleet.
Uncovered the veil that blinded my mind,
Can any other be ever so kind.
May this be the last as lovers to feast
Memory shall be permanent, at least.
Your noble tenor voice keeps me sane,
And thus my pen will never dance in vain.

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