I want to show you the world 

I capture behind my lens, 

what it's like to look 

through the one 

glass eye, 

all-seeing 

all-knowing. 

The Girl

The girl seems to
haunt your every thought
and dream,
to live within
your mind...

Her mere voice can
part the darkening clouds
on your horizon,
bringing in sunlight into
the dismal corners of your darkening
soul.

But whenever we

talk I can hear the

pain behind the chatter,

the pain from being

so close to her

yet

oceans away.

Her glittering sun, I’m afraid

is just a reflection upon the water.

I wish you luck,

I cannot caution you any longer

as it is too late,

your heart has been long gone…

I can only help you along

and hope.

for my hopelessly in love friend.

perhaps

the life we know 

has so many possibilities, 

filled to the brim 

with perhaps, 

peradventures 

and maybe sos. 

I wish to help but 

there's only so much 

I can say or predict 

as the horizon I see, 

is neither clouded 

by rain nor blessed 

by the sun's rays... 

the sky is clear 

and full of possibilities...

perhaps,
if you may?

sepia memories

the memories of us 

are dyed 

in sepia and 

worn around the edges 

from where I clutched them 

tightly, 

wishing that they 

weren't just things of the past. 

some have creases 

where I folded them, 

trying to compress them.

some have burn marks where 

I thought I could bring myself 

to burn them away 

to meaningless ashes. 

some have warps and marks 

where my tears fell, 

escaping the eyes 

that try to blink them away. 

but I look at them now, 

and see how the vividness has 

slowly leaked away, 

the once powerful emotions 

I had 

faded away. 

the smiling faces that 

belonged to us 

are smudged, 

and I can no longer remember what 

your loving smile looks like 

no matter how hard I try. 

so here I am, 

packing away these dull, 

faded sepia 

memories, 

it's been long overdue and I 

apologize. 

I open the book, and slip them between 

the pages, 

making a fairytale story of 

us that I can 

revisit 

whenever I wish. 

and maybe one day, 

I can look upon these 

in happiness.

"Really, he thought, if you can't trust a poet to give sensible advice, who can you trust?"

-Neil Gaiman, "The Graveyard Book."

Not One Direction

They all ask me 

where I want to go, 

they all want one direction 

and nothing more. 

But I'm not that kind of person, 

I don't just walk 

in 

a 

straight 

line, 

in a world just black and white. 

I spread my colours 

everywhere I go.

Amongst The Stars

I want to capture your essence 

and place it amongst the stars, 

where it'll stay glowing 

and shimmering, 

always watching me

and watching the world

forever.

Your body may crumble

but among the planets and universes

you'll live,

jumping and running and exploring 

to your heart's content. 

And when I'm feeling 

alone and abandoned, 

I know I would be able to 

look up at the sky, 

and know you'll be there 

for eternity.

What inspired this? I honestly don't know. This could become part of a song....

But on a different topic, I went to see the Lorax movie today. It was awesome, and I really liked it. It had a lot of Seuss-like dialogue, and many scenes and quotes are from the book, while adding a new dimension to the story as well. If you can, go see it. It might be cliche, but it's cute and heartwarming.

a whisper

the wind brings 

a promise, a taste  

of clear blue skies 

and stormy grey clouds, 

of warm sun and shimmering 

cool rain, 

of grass and trees awakening 

to a world of green. 

a promise, 

a whisper 

of spring.

sorry I haven't posted in awhile! just getting myself unwound and relaxed before heading back to school. getting beautiful weather here, perfect for the March Break! it's awesome just to go outside, read a book and soak up the warmth. also great for gathering some inspiration :)