shot my baby with a bang

 

something that was less than a week ago feels like months, my mind has lapsed. i seem to have forgotten you, but somehow think of you everyday. i dont know how long this torture will persist. love knows no bounds and it certainly didnt with us, for i cant live with you nor without.

breakfast with Holly Golightly

from experience time heals the blues, but also creates them.

having the mean reds looking up at the blue moon.

 

 

time is the biggest catastrophe

, yet it doesn't exist. 

DreamCity - a poem by me

 

DreamCity

 

Time is fleeting by,

The smiles last ten minutes,

Four hours in a dream,

So I say time is fleeting by,

A dream within a dream,

I cannot distinguish reality,

Escapism. Realism. Sanity,

Entwined they are the same?

The moon says “hello” the sun disappears,

Time is ever so fleeting by,

My eyes are bolted shut,

The sun is pouring in,

He does not say a friendly hello,

He will grin and grin and grin,

I ask him

“Why must you grin so wide?”

As his grin gets wider my eyes are vulnerable,

You are a shadow, a blur I cannot make out,

So I say time is fleeting by,

I wish for winter when the sun will die,

Just then the moon appeared,

Wearing the saddest frown I ever so cherish.