Empty

Is when you can hear
A drop of water
Moving through the air
As it plummets onto another surface
As the impact explodes
A deafening boom

And that's when
You find loneliness
As your companion.

Red Nailpolish

For the love I feel for you,
But can't give to you.

Heartbreaker

Ache.

Invisible You

I reach out
For your hands
Only to grab thin air

You lean in
To kiss me
It linger like perfume

I fall back
But I fell right through you
Broken trust

Your voice
Echo in the silence
But I can't find you

I see you in the mirror
I turn around
And you were gone

Like a ghost
Like dust in the wind
Gone with my heart

Impossible Love

You're always in my thoughts
Appearing in my dreams
The subject my wandering mind
Thinks of

But I'm realistic
Though my heart is aching
You and I
Are an impossible love

Les mots

Words… Words are powerful. At times you don’t know what an impact your words make on other people.

Serendipity

There was a moment
When our eyes met
I felt all fuzzy inside

But I don’t know whether
I should be content
Or to brand it as false hope

I know though
That chance has shown me
A path

However, it’s not time yet
To draw your name and mine
Inside a heart with a red pen

Over and over again

However, I will
Replay your smile
In my mind

Over and over again

Last Night

I am lying wide awake
A pair of headphones on my head
Emitting our song

My room is dark
The only light
Coming from my laptop

Illuminating my world
At this moment
And you're all I can see

Jailed Soul

O, heavy, heavy heart
Weighing me down
As I drag myself
Through this careless world

They stripped me of my identity
They chained me to the ground
They stuffed my mouth with rags
Rags of society

And I can't cry
My emotions are lost
My hands are shaking
Won't someone come save me?

Dance

I am tired of the life that I lead
I hate the fake inquiries
Of how I am
I just want to run away
Not cowardly, but with relief
Start a new plan,
Without forced disguise

And I just want to dance
In the loneliness of the night
Freeing myself from the impurities
I want to dance away
The trouble I dare not face
Had I not have the fear
Of confronting my fears, I’d be liberated

One day, the smile will crumble down
No longer will I be able to hide
No longer will I be understood
Because people’s sympathies
Are just ways to dig further
Into the wounds
Exposed, infectious

And I just want to lose myself
In the sense of wonderment
Dancing into the night
For once watching the stars
Shine down on me
Lifting the pressure off my heart
Lifting me from this fake existence

So play that music,
Because I never want to stop.

Writer's note: conformity is actually a really scary thing. Society, when have you become so inhumane?

Euthanasia of Love

And it breaks my heart
Seeing us like this
Eyeing each other
As we both step back
Growing further apart
… Distance is a silent killer.

But the story still continues on
Characters going through changes
Words of love faded
The last pages torn out
Is the plot to end where torture began?
Lost romance stops the moving pen

The conversations have turned to explanations
Colours twisted to black
Every sentence spoken contained sorry
Intertwined hands pried open
By the vanishing confidence
Feelings fallen to pieces

There seemed to be no solution
I don’t know where happiness went
Where the connection disappeared to
The sweet love songs
Evolved to libretto of a poignant opera
When did the transformation take place?

We didn’t want to face
The encumbering questions
And before we knew it,
It was time to let go
Sine qua non of love existed no more
The fragile rose has to wilt, one day…

We buried the pain deep within
Each day, intensifying
Trying to be ignorant
Thinking it is just delirium playing its part
The challenge of repairing the damage
Becoming more and more seemingly impossible

… It was time to pull the plug

Time to whisper the last goodbye
Keeping a part of us inside
So that when I look back
I’ll smile without a tear leaving my eyes
Reminiscence of the remains of our love

Time to walk away
Without looking back
And without difficulties

Euthanasia of love
The hardest part of it all
The end of our journey

It had to be done
Because I want to love you
…without the ache.

Writer's note: I don't like the title, but I love this poem, because I feel like I captured the true essence of a sad love story, no?

Au revoir, il m'a dit

Je t'ai vu dans mon rêve.

Et j'ai crié ton nom.

Mais tu n'as pas me regardé.

Tu n'as pas me regardé.

Insomnia

I am so tired
But why can’t I
Keep my eyes shut?

I guess I need you here
I guess I’m afraid
Once I fall asleep,
My senses will fall into a coma

And I can’t feel you anymore.

Even though dreams
Are made of gold
Alluring and desirable

But there’s always a chance
That all I’ll see is darkness
And I can’t find you
And I’m scared I’ll lose my way

What if I don’t wake from this sleep?

So here I am
Lying fatigued and conscious
Dreaming of memories
Instead of mysteries

And maybe then
My mind will trick me
Into seeing you

Before my eyes

Writer's note: I'm sure we all experienced it, where this person is just so fixated on our minds that sleep is sacrificed.

Vie

Life was simple until humans came along and complicated it.

The Hospital

The white walls are shining
As light breaks through
The swinging doors

The long hallways
Millions of rooms, searching
For anonymous patients

Scattered people
Smiling people
Despairing people

Running feet
Running doctors
Running tears

The smell of alcohol
Diffusing from the nurse’s hand
Medicine, needles

The men in white
Rushing to the rooms
Names being called overhead

Beeping from the heart monitor
New lives’ cry ringing out
Screaming commands echoing

Weeping happiness
Weeping hope
Weeping loss

Systems of lines and tubes
Holding on with just one breath
Isolated, standing on the turning point

News of unavoidable accidents
News of unforgiving truth
News of innocent newborns

Splatter of blood
Dripping of cold sweat
Drumming of death marching

Light from the blue sky
Light on the operation table
Light fading away

And I’m standing there
Witnessing the chance
Grasped, or slipping

Not knowing his story
Or her sorrows, or of the
Evil crawling beneath their skin

I’m thinking
Of the people
Of the thoughts running

Through their minds
Their want, their need
Their desire of feeling

Their lover’s touch
The wind’s fingers
One last December

One last walk
Through life’s paintings
One last laugh…

Then silence.

Writer's note: the hospital is probably the only place that holds such polar-opposite emotions, situations...

Le début

Alors. Je pense que c'est un bon temps pour commencer un nouveau "blog" parce que je manque cette belle langue. Mais, je dois t'avertir que je n'avais pas écrivé(e?) [Ah, mon dieu!] en français pour... une année et plus. Il y aura beaucoup d'erreurs, je sais. Lol.

Quand même, ce blog, je vais l'utiliser pour mes compositions. Et de temps en temps, je l'utiliserai à pratique mon français. :)
Merci pour liser!

PS: toutes les choses sont "copyrighted". Lol.

Il

I saw it in his eyes
I felt it in his heartbeat
I heard it in his voice
I found it in his hands

The unassuming faith in me

I thought of him when it rained
I remembered his stance, his equanimity
I want to observe this mysterious artifact
And I never want to look away

I wish to fall asleep in that gaze

He is the one, finding new ways to make me smile
He is the one, trying to understand my unexpressed words
He is the one, reassuring me when my sensibility abscond
He is the one, teaching me the meaning of love

He, he holds my hand gently when I despair

He is the freedom I don’t have to search for
Without him, I don’t know what trust is
He is the remedy to my stubbornness
His happiness is an epidemic at the darkest times

Making me cry out the strictness

He radiates a different warmth than the desert sun
He is the long awaited spring to an age of unbearable cold
With him, ersatz has no meaning
I cannot picture him without his confident touch

He thinks I’m beautiful when I laugh

He is the trophy to my triumph
He is the handkerchief when sorrow gets to me
He is the reason why I have hopes
He is the magician who got me a star from the night sky

I can believe in this dream coming true

The person with an undying heart for me
The person who will never leave my side
The person who secretly smiles at my silliness
The person who acts silly just to stop my tears
The person who will never let me experience disappointment
The person who would approach me even if I’m being unreasonable
The person who knows how I feel with one glance into my eyes

…is he.

Writer's note: after some romances (successful or not, lol), inspired my pen to compose the perfect man in my life. CAN I believe in this dream coming true??