Struggle vs. Surrender

 i have nowhere to run nor hide
the place where i stand
is nothing but a tip of an iceberg
im barely hanging
waiting for myself to fall

i dont know which hurts the most
that i keep struggling with a "reason"
or shall i let 'me fall down
to nowhere and forever be lost

i call names of people
who seem not to hear my voice
like always
im lost in oblivion
never heard of, always invisible

Let It Rain

Let it rain,
So no one will hear,
When I scream "surrender" with the thunder,
When everything fails.


Let it rain,
So no one will know,
When I stumble, cry and weep,
As the raindrops will hide my tears.


Let it rain,
Coz no one will walk with me,
To become my shadow--a friend to be,
As rain will soak thy beauty, and I am unworthy.


Let it rain,
Coz it is my only friend,
Who scream, who cries, and walk with me,
Who shares my grief--a being with empathy.

War Epilogue -unedited-

the houses are burning,
ashes on the wind,
tears imbedded on earth,
names in voices and cardboards.

dragons have died on the east,
with their roars that echo,
and their pillars that explode,
but so is this field, halt to exist.

blood tinted the paths,
and fields left unempty,
scattered bones and flesh,
dripping blood and burning lumbers.

Who are those who wish for death?
But still are alive.
Who are those who longed for peace?
But now are delivered to rest.

The Rendezvous

A path between rows of trees, of summer.
A bridge on the river at the end of the trail,
Leaves falling down, like a rain of green.
Swaying trees, as the wind dances by.


An empty bench, by the unlited lamppost.
A blanket of brown leaves, mirrors out of rainwater,
Voices in silence, empty gazes up above,
And a pair of pale lips, without a smile.


Wood creaks, as I step on it.
Reflection is blurry, as water's in rage.
Bridge's arc is wounded with carvings,
With hearts and letters, of love and bliss.


Journey ended, near blue and crimson,
With a stream of long threads, of 'dark' and 'coal',
Black pearls for sight, 'er lips made of cherries,
So thy pair of pale lips, thy art is a smile.

Over and Done

I closed my eyes to see
The truth behind the voices i hear
Sadness grasped me and hid
Lifeless, I'm cold, I'm dead.

I reached out with my hand
As the light flickered almost in fade
I was engulfed in darkness
Despair, I'm alone, I'm exhausted.

I screamed but in silence
Prayers echo inside my head
But I remain unheard
Invisible, I'm unseen, I'm oblivion.

I dreamt with eyes open
A blurry end appeared before me
I rest in your memories
Forgotten,  I'm your past. I'm a memory.