"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Thursday, April 28, 2016

aye aye captain!

a nice ark used to sail in the vast ocean;
many storms it has triumphed,
though it rocked from time to time, it fitted everyone snuggly.
it felt like home. it was home.

though there were times where the sea was rough,
the ark felt sturdy enough to last through it all,
because everyone on the ark was of one heart, and understood that they will all eventually get to the same destination together one day.

however, it came a day when everyone suddenly found themselves in separate boats,
and each boat began competing against one other,
trying to reach the destination ahead of the rest.
i just can't help but wonder, at the end of the day, 
what purpose does it truly serve, if your boat is faster, or mine?

when wooden planks of sunken boats surface one by one,
would one then question, if the change was really for the better?
or would one then be too clouded by fear of when one's turn would be?

for if a captain's role is solely to point to a location on a map, then anyone can be captain. and googlemap would do an outstanding job.

Monday, April 4, 2016

which side of the moon?

every time we’re dancing
i look into his eyes
i’m daring him to ask me
he might as well be blind

this side of the moon
i’m with you

we don’t have to be far?
will you be there waiting?

why do you seem so far away today, and the future... even further?

i dare you, quietly.
i dare you now.