I stared above on the vast dominant blue
Designed beautifully with clouds of white...

I hate how time exists
Everything changes...

How does one bid farewell
after a long joyous companionship...

I have more to do and much to say
My mind couldn’t stop it anyway...

There’s nothing fair in politics
as well as in love and war...

I’m like a flower grown from a seed
Waiting to bloom and brightly shine...

Usually glowing and feeling bright
To seem like there’s no pain in sight...

Square, spotty and full
Simple, scarred and a little rough...

Don’t make me, as I already am
Teasing distantly with set of knives...

It is at night when the voices arrive.
In peace and quiet, they surface best...

Let me breathe
Let me breathe in these blades...

I sat gently underneath the lights,
inhaling this aromatic barbecue smoke...