Tossing and turning has become a bittersweet habit these days. Midnights where she All I see. These sultry yet calming whispers belong to me. Touch of heaven that slowly playfully flirtatiously claims and wouldn't let go. Ideal of words from her lipstick only just poetry to me. To know this ache run...Read more

My words dance ugly Gobbledygook Back to basics Consonants minus a e I o U I owe You something that makes the soul remember, Can't recall any grandiloquent My grammar escaped With the poem I aspired to once write It's been a year Now a dyslexic in poetry Are you empath enough to Fathom Eve...Read more

Chaos is a nuisance Silence is pain Both perspectives threaten The soul in my brain Truth hides pleasure But lies give you more Just a mere chaos Just a mediocre lore Yet we still cry and Weep for some peace Overlooking the fact That peace has now ceased Chaos is the King Humanity is a slave Sti...Read more

I'm holding onto it The feeling of emptiness Nothingness and darkness I'm holding onto it The old nostalgic memories Hoping to rewind time Hoping to do it right This time Hoping You would come back Felling my empty void I holding onto it Never letting it go Making sure it's just you that ...Read more

She stands where streetlights flicker thin, Where night lets quieter horrors in, A silhouette in fractured weeks The girl who never, ever speaks. No name to trace, no past to claim, No whispered proof she ever came, Just echoes pressed in concrete creaks, And eyes that watch but never speak. They ...Read more

somewhere the night took a wrong turn it got stuck between two hours that don’t remember each other like they were never meant to meet at all the air barely moves like it’s waiting or deciding if it already missed whatever it was waiting for it’s hard to tell i keep my eyes closed not because i’m ti...Read more

Deep pain inside of me Questioning everything Are they here to hurt me? Nothing good comes out of trust. Only matter of time when I get hurt again. I've been dissapointed in people more than enough. No one sees it, but every night is a war for me... Memories are like daggers, stabbing me over and ov...Read more

Krystian Dyu Romanticism and Reason. Reason and Romanticism. The lack of one, the dependence on the need of the other. The need for what is missing, When nothing lacks — no need. Then emptiness, and with emptiness — need. Where is truth? Truth is in the middle. Truth is in the mass. Truth is heav...Read more

What was lost is a restless ghost, drifting through foyers of its unassuming host, hoping the grand hall shall be accessible once more Burgundy stands a fine filler, a contrast to the emptiness. Creaks speak with alabaster, peaking at midday. Art Deco kept hostage. The nursery undisturbed— nanny tu...Read more

My sins are piled up Chapters in my life you can't read Thoughts you can't change The damage you can't correct The emptiness probably you can't fill This is me Am a mess And i love it Because I learnt to deal with my demons And I can't trust them with you because they fill me. ...Read more

I once believed Christmas was your promise. You traveled the world, scattering joy, like in cartoon films, like the vows whispered in bedtime stories, with a marvelous train and bells ringing loud into the night. You were a dream, a childhood memory. You were the sparkle that splashed and lingered ...Read more

Disappearance is an endless abyss, A void that swallows, a silence that kills. But it is also liberation, the end of pain, The end of suffering, the end of fear. Disappearance is a mystery, an unanswered enigma, A journey of no return, a tearless farewell. But it is also the possibility, the chanc...Read more

Pros: - I would no longer have to face life's difficulties - I could finally find peace and silence - I would no longer have to feel pain and suffering - I could be free from the shackles of expectations and responsibilities - I could finally be myself, without fear of being judged Cons: - I coul...Read more

An empty heart, a heavy burden to bear A soul adrift, lost in despair But hope still lingers, a faint glow Maybe one day, the emptiness will go....Read more

It's her face That brings me smile It's her face That brings me joy Yet It's her face That brings me tears It's her face That brings me sorrow Funny isn't it? How unrequited love Brings you joy but at the same time It awaken's your sorrow. I...... I try to laugh it off....... But I know.. ...Read more