A bee stung itself

I wish to pretend I’m okay whenever you say ‘there’s no WE’ but deep down inside there’s an ocean stopping itself to form a tsunami. It’s like a breeze slapping me with cold reality. I’m like a bee stung with its own self. If only you know how much it hurts… there’s no cure for…

If 3 years ago The Ugly Writers

If 3 years ago

Would the heavens allow us to meet in a different time in a different place other than in our time and in our universe?
Could we exist in a different period because i’d still want us to meet and know each other?

Rain (dear)

I like it when you pour down From heaven to the ground And I’m listening to your sound Like a heartbeat I own. Funny, you come down Without intending to stay Like pain that will just go away And sometimes love that fades away. It’s a cycle- repeating. “Haven’t I gotten used to it?” –…

Invisible 

A glance is a stolen moment you’ve never known I snatched from you is like a flying kiss you always miss to catch. And messages which are kept in drafts are like unsent gift – still return to sender. My smile could have been a “Hello! How are you?” And those times of staring at…

Unfound in between 

Tell me why are you staying like the sun could not leave the universe. You should have gone and dated another woman. Like a bee which wanders off, and sucks the nectars of each flower. Why are you here so close to me like I could hear your heartbeat next to mine. C’mon tell me…

Soulmates 

Do soulmates come in a form of a hand? That there is right and there’s left? So when one is cold the other will hold? Do soulmates come in a shape of slippers? It’s always in pairs? When one is lost the other ceases to have a purpose? But why do soulmates seem like the…

Perfect Angle

If life is a cartesian coordinate plane, in which quadrant would we probably meet? Are we parallel, coinciding or intersecting? And if you are a line which role are you playing on the plane? Are you a tangent line which comes once and never comes back? Or an asymptotic that comes closer but never together?…

Ugly v. 1

Is there a makeover for an attitude? Would a foundation hide a freckle called crab mentality? Or would even lipstick surmount tactlessness? Could liposuction get what ails a behavior? Could Belo transform a beast into an angel? . . . Would physical beauty be at par pretty with character?  Which one really needs a toner?

I Love You

I Love You

This unbearable longing of being next to you, how can I get over it? When everyday I can’t keep you off my mind, how can I ever forget you? You are still having this effect on me, would you care to know? When all I feel inside is… I love you.   — Hit STAR…

Still living in the past

Your good morning used to greet me as part of my morning routine and sweet dreams as a part of how I end my night. And every day I am waiting for a beep in a hope you’ll text me like how you used to do before. But time never moves counterclockwise for me to…