Thursday, 30 May 2013 @ 01:27
When we were born, we were an incomplete puzzle. Love and whatnot filled us up with a few pieces but throughout the years of growing up, a rascal, maybe two or three, took some of those pieces out of us. And we would continuously try to fill each vacant spaces with new ones but people would continuously rule them out. But we never give up to fill those empty spaces until at one point in our lives, we found someone that we thought would finally make our puzzles complete, but being more powerful than those rascals, this particular one ravaged the puzzle, scratching each and everything, tearing us into bits, threw us, smashed us with no slight mercy and left us lied by our own thoughts and feelings. And just like before, we would fix the puzzle again and again and again but, we stayed like that forever, forever an incomplete puzzle...
till the moment of our passing
till the last of our breath.
Labels: accidents, bleed, clouds, fatigue
Monday, 29 April 2013 @ 22:58
Once upon a time, a prince fell in love with a peasant woman.
and went blur about how he should react, what should he do.
He spent all his youth thinking and thinking
Until he was too old to do anything
Bedridden, he was, one day.
And finally died a lonely prince.
This happened on a Once Upon a Time,
where a prince fell for a peasant woman
and nothing happened.
Labels: accidents, expression, fiction, free verse, time
Saturday, 10 November 2012 @ 18:23
As skin rubbed onto each other, a subtle electric shock formed of receptors began to swim through the lungs sending a sharp tingling feeling going up the throat. A moan was released. Eyes suddenly shut tightly savouring the pleasure at the same time endure the almost exploding rapid heartbeat. When the jolt explored the every hollow spaces of the brain, like a blooming rose, the petals of the brain slowly opened up. As the delirium reached its peak, the brain then began to vibrate so rapidly, it made the eyes opened so wide and a loud moan echoed the room.
That morning, he cursed at himself for accidentally bumped his knee against the sharp end of his desk. He shrugged it off and get out of the bed reaching for his towel.
Labels: accidents, bleed, fiction, injury