Checkpoint

Checkpoint


He sat down to think,
thinking of his thoughts and deeds,
but he could not write it down
for they were confused and jumbled all the same.

He know not where to begin
much less to know where to end
but he does know that it did not start
so it will not be resolved.

A point of time,
where he reached crossroads,
he needs a sign to indicate the directions
to go where he wants to.

All he can do now is to stop.

He has to stop to consider his path,
not knowing where it will lead him
or where he wants to go
but he will struggle on.

Struggling on to nowhere,
a place promised to him sometime back
he brings his battered and bruised body
to bear more backlashes in time.

Is this the place where his journey ends
or just a sign of a new beginning?
A checkpoint in his endless journey
or the end of his final trek?

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Wrote this because i can't seem to write down my thoughts here. Looks like i really need to talk to someone soon. I think it's time for me to go back to being a recluse.

To whom it may concern

To whom it may concern


I may not have many things but what i have, i gave you everything.
may I be the one standing in line to be loved by you?
not the one cast aside just like a poor piece of tissue.
have i not done enough to make you understand that the
many deeds I have done to be there for you,
things that you so easily are able to overlook?

But maybe it is just my cruel fate
what I have done is not enough.
I have loved you over again
have you ever taken notice?
I love you and
gave, without expectation,
you- my
everything.


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Read carefully and notice a few things :)

Incandescence

Incandescence


Like a candle,
which burns so bright
it helps to shed
the darkness of the night;

Like a candle,
which burns so bright
yet it is so meek in the day
devoid of light;

That same candle
which I light
burns itself out
and kills my might;

That same candle
which I light
shows me the way
all through the night;

The same candle
which I light
has lost its glow
leaving me in this plight;

That spontaneous combustion
which made the light
seems to have disappeared;

That spontaneous combustion
which made things bright
come back now and reappear;

The light has faded
leaving the sleepers jaded;

The light has diminished
the remainders soon-to-be finished;

The light once pure and full of might
has lost its lustre gone with no bite;

Conjure back the magic for that last moment,
showing your full glory in that moment,
leaving the onlookers in amazement
in that last moment of incandescence:

Remind us of the love left unspoken.

Just so you know

Just so you know


Lost are the words she said,
but it is remembered in his head.
She doesn't know that he cares
or the sadness he alone bears
but she has moved on ahead
while he's holding onto the things she said.

Perhaps he's just a caught-up fool
who can't move on and stays still
or is it love that perilous pill
that made him to that tired tool?

No one understands his utter misery
alone he sits covered in mystery,
writing that lonesome melody,
to accompany his sad story

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It's kind of strange how people can break up and get into another relationship so soon. I don't know maybe it's just me who doesn't want to move on but when i love, i love with my whole heart. I wonder if she does...