If you are of the opinion that the contemplation of suicide is sufficient evidence of a poetic nature,

do not forget that actions speak louder than words.

Fran Lebowitz

It’s strange to think that when your heart breaks for the first time, the shattering sound seems so loud it breaks your own ears but the world doesn’t take notice.

Days pass by as if nothing of significance just happened.

The world moves on as if everything’s the same except you.

Because everyday you brave to put a smile on your face and pretend that breathing doesn’t hurt.

Only you know that you were changed, possibly forever.

The Wind Taught Me I Was Wrong

jiraniku, 2012

I whispered all my thoughts to the wind

Hoping it will carry my message to you

But it blew on and went past you

I poured all my love to the wind

Hoping it will embrace you, caress and kiss you

But it blew on and went past you

I thought that true love if it is really true

Doesn’t need an answer

The wind taught me I was wrong

Broken

How do you put together

the pieces of a broken heart?

How do you put back

what’s been torn apart?

Like humpty dumpty

My heart had a great fall

And there’s nothing

Anyone could do at all

                                                        - feeling like Humpty Dumpty