It sat on a marble table
A small box that has no lable
Decorated with beads and laces
Colored glitter on its smooth surface
A lot were curious, they wanted to see
The secret it holds but they don’t have a key
Got tired of the box, threw it into the sea
“It’s a waste of time. Just let it be.”
The small box was extremely strong
It fought with the waves but still has its beauty on
Soon it crossed paths with a fine young boy
Who kept it with a heart full of joy
Confusion almost knocked out his soul
Inside the small box which he claimed as his
Was a heart made of glass with dents and a hole
With a note at the back saying “Fix me, please”
Bloom
She didn’t mind to be different
Didn’t care about their opinions
She broke from her comfort zone
And dared to do something new
Similar to this flower
She chose to bloom, to stand out from the rest
Everybody decided to cower
While she was at her best
Troubled
There you were again. Staring in the wind, occupied by another monologue of yours.
Frantically swimming in your sea of problems.
Flooding yourself with those redundant questions.
Drowning yourself in your own pool of thoughts.
Deeper and deeper, you sank into the darkness
Trapped in this overwhelming madness
You’re drifting away
You see the light, you say:
Save me!
Trust Me
I’ve said words and I’ve done things to make you feel my love
It hurts everytime you reassure if I’m serious or not. It makes me think that my efforts aren’t enough that you worry if my feeling are true.
I may always be joking around with everyone but don’t ever think that I’m fooling around with you.
The art above our heads
The sky is a vast canvas
A color-changing magnificent fabric
It changes with the things that we cast
But can paint with nature like some kind of magic
Night of Terror
It was late at night. David felt tensed when he heard the footsteps of the killer coming closer and closer. He had just witnessed the brutal murder of a young girl and her ear-piercing scream kept on playing inside David’s head.
Just as the killer turned the doorknob, his mother burst into his room and went straight for the television.
“How many times have I told you to turn down the volume of this thing David? Our neighbors are gonna think you’re murdering someone inside our house!”
Joys & Fears
Morning sunshines make me smile
But sometimes I wish I didn’t have to face the day
Tomorrows cover up the nights I cried
But the pain doesn’t simple go away
I hate to wake up with problems waiting for me
But I fear that I’ll never wake up at all
Alone in my dream, alone when I fall
No one in the dark, no light at dawn
An Unfortunate Week
Monday started with interesting news
Invisible enemy is on the loose
Can no longer go outside freely
But I know nothing’s gonna happen to me
Went grocery shopping on Tuesday noon
Bought weeks worth of food way too soon
People were hoarding with masks on their faces
Scared of the multiplying death cases
I wasn’t bothered by all the commotion
So I went to my friend’s birthday celebration
Wednesday night was indeed a blast
But the party happened really fast
When Thursday came, there was a call on my phone
A friend of mine got sick at his home
He was coughing non-stop right after last night
Now he has to fight an enemy inside
Nervous with what I heard yesterday
I stayed at my house all Friday
Became extra careful, cleaned all of my stuff
Hoping my fear will just be a bluff
Saturday proved my worries were true
Because of the party, the enemy got through
Hard to breathe, hard to move but I knew what to do
Had to call for help because of this flu
The fever got worse and I still can’t believe
That my life’s on the line because I’m naive
Now I’m in a hospital until who knows when
My Sundays might never be the same again
Monday started with the same old news
Invisible enemy is still on the loose
Attacks, tortures and kills more freely
That’s exactly what had happened to me
Night Owl Thoughts 