Short Nothings ...

Ember

Somewhere near the fallen ember
Red as blood, a rose grew ...
There, a lady shed her tears
And sprinkled a life anew ...

Ruins in Tukuran

By the ruins of the old church
A lady left her red sandals
After whispering to the tempting cliff
She jumped.



From A Mite to Me

I have bathed
In your sweat,
Such sweet delight
That I wondered
When will you die of diabetes?


A Plea

angel, send me a saviour ...

or

a bottle of pure tuba
for those souls
intoxicated with pain.

a strong wind
that can carry my whisper
to somebody in the underworld.

a lonely music,
so sweet to the ears
it induces sleep.



A Portrait in the Moon

Whisper gently,
Lady behind the bright moon,
I'll be yours forever.

Touch me,
Veiled lady behind the clouds,
I am yours forever.

Someday,
I will bring these flowers
To the sky,
You'll be mine,
Forever.

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These are unfinished **somethings** ...
Who knows, a Venusian might see this and
decide to land in my bed tonight ...

should we believe in aliens?
if i don't, then I feel that the
universe is such a waste of space.
so, i'd rather believe. hehehehe.

i'm tired and sleepy. gotta go.
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