Posts tagged "self written"

An Upward Flight That Ends in Tragedy

Take flight to freedom 
With those fragile wings
Breeze through the air 
Cross over the sky-colored sea

Soar higher, soar higher
Do not ever look back
The sun is blinding 
It will melt your paraffin wings

But to no heed
The sun, only a grasp away
Your wings have been liquefied
By the sun’s hellish heat

Lower and lower
You rushed violently to the sea
Deeper and deeper
To the sea’s peaceful bed

Daedalus laments
Through the metals bars of confinement
Outside, the world was quiet
Nobody seemed to care 

Painting inspiration: Landscape with the Fall of Icarus by Pieter Bruegel

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I’ve finally retrieved the entries tagged under the ‘self-written’ category. You can now browse all my literary works that is if you’re only interested. 

I am writing poems based on the paintings and artworks we have studied, currently studying and will study in my Humanities II class this semester so expect more poems in the coming days. 

The Rewind Button

If there existed 
A rewind button in real life
I would have pressed it
And have gone back to that day
That day when you and I were the happiest
Because that was the moment
I’ve felt alive more than anything and anyone else

Are you trying to hurt me?

Are you trying to hurt me?
No messages
No phone calls
No hi’s
No hello’s
Just vivid spaces of white 
And plain nothingness

I’ve been waiting for 
Hours
Days
A week
Still nothing
Are you trying to hurt me?

To the Sea and Infinity

The sea is calling me
With the wind dragging me
to the depths of it
The sound of waves
Crashing to the rocks beneath
Calming me 
Like a sweet sounding melody
The smell of moist earth
And the feel of soft mud 
Right on my feet
While the cliff nearby
Waits for me


Slowly, slowly
I jumped
I have never felt this infinite

Fleeting

Why is happiness fleeting?
Like a soft rain
in the middle of the day
Like an airplane
that just passed the skyline
Like the fluttering of eyelashes
upon closing one’s eyes

Why are moments of sadness longer
than happiness itself?
Like sleeping at night,
that instead of watching
the vast ocean of stars in the sky,
you close your eyes and 
wait for the sun to rise again?