of spoonfuls of taste.

sometimes, only sometimes,

it's the small things that gave us taste

to the cake we called life, dear..

of lullabies and silver linings.

i spent a day without you today,
perhaps the first of so many yet to come,
an entire day wasted only with a series of manufactured laughs and half hearted sighs,
each following minute only deepens my pondering of my significance to you.

tell me,
do you even know that i'm here?
no, don't answer that..

but dear,
let the masses know, 
that for each and every day i missed without you,
i whispered to the lonely halls in my mind,
unbroken messages and promises to guide me through the days.

if the odds finally favor me,
then maybe we can trully see what our future holds,
for the two of us.

but for now,
when my body cannot be with you,
at the very least,
my spirit will always be.

of respites and resolutions.

sorry for the long hiatus, it seems that i'm neglecting very much in this last two months. but that are going to change, my dearest readers, as i vowed to make things different from now on.

i make a promise to be less ghostly, and more 'visible' in my life.. soul meets body indeed.

and, before we know it, life does goes on, either we like it or not.

ps: sorry for the less-than-poetic post this time, finding something that rhymes with misery is surprisingly hard.

of blue skies and grey winters.

"for me, you've been a roller coaster of happiness,
pain, and despair, all at once.."

a lone thought.

here i am,
isolated in the midst of a mass orchestrated pantomime,
and the black box in front of me emits hums of persuasion.

this is when i finally understands,

how this day last a lot longer,
without that blink urging my utmost attention.

of birthdays and all.

happy birthday,
dear ghost.

may our shadows,
meld together after all.

of empty hallways and cereal boxes.

life is like those broken toilets in derelict malls,
when you hit the switch, nothing happens.