Our existence;


Even the immortal

Could never comprehend.



Intricate, yet fragile

You could seek tenderness in her eyes

For she was not the sun

She was merely a star that gleamed in his eyes

Just one

When the moment comes for you,
Don’t let it pass by
For in the twinkling of an eye

Don’t let your past
Make it your last
In the end,
there will be a lot of relations spun
But love, just one.

After you miss that glance
All you’d have would be regrets
You’ll be caught in the remorseful webs

How you’d wish that you’d say yes
Life wouldn’t have been

Such a miserable mess

I say, pray

If you haven’t missed the boat

And  that’s the person
you’re looking for
Cross all limitations, have no fear

For in the end,
There will be many relations spun
But love, just one.

The Ball

You see me, I look away

Our faces, concealed with masks

Masks, unraveled, unrevealed

Your porsche heart silent

Our lips sealed

You come, and pull me away

Time, go slow, don’t make hay.

Sublime poses

Hands maneuvering

Men in black tuxedoes,

And black ties.

Play the trumpet and sing

The way we move

Our souls unite

There, time, you did it again

The evening’s now over

I recall the memories of our love

The memories of the ball

The memories of us.