The Wanderer Wonders

I stood watching leaves float down like golden sparkles; covering crossroads in layers of lime-yellow. Shining bright it was, blinding, yet the path was gone. The sun has set in puddles of orange and violet casting damp shadows on the walkway; soon the light will go and panic will takes its place. Yet, wasn't it perfect …

Perfect Morning

Peace and quiet painted on colors of the dawn, like sprinkles of sunshine on cupcake; The sleeping leaves snuggled into blankets of sunlight; Branches glistened with crystal-clear dew as they wake; like the fresh rustle of mint breath in the morning and a symphony of sweet songs by the Robins. Photo by Wildlife photographer David Chapman, …

Sweet sound of opium poppy

Music, sweet sound of opium poppy, honeyed notes on buttered senses, like happy droplets raining down on swaying skirts and hair: Drug the mind, lift the feet, tip-toed spins of the ballerine, watch the world turn into rainbow, and the scent of roses fill the air, feel the dew of grass under your feet and …

Sweet Dreams, Harmonize

via Daily Prompt: Harmonize HTTPS://DAILYPOST.WORDPRESS.COM/PROMPTS/HARMONIZE/      Sweet dreams symphony make that magic harmony; with the sound of happy trumpets, and drag of sorrowful violins; with the pin-up dreams on my broken wall, and the needles on my heart; shine on me with the warmth of that glaring sun, of which I dare not see …

Eternally

I've noticed myself being drawn into the depths of my memory recently. It is beautiful. And I'm grateful. Perhaps it was after a casual chat with a new friend, in which I shared some of my favourite instrumental acoustic guitar music that accompanied me throughout the most unforgettable period of my schooling years. I had joined …

Look at me, Look at us

Look at me My vigour drained my energy That exhausted well Drying reservoir of smiles Withering spirits Spirits and Wines in one sip One sip, they sunk the ships Vessels of life and heavy cargos behind Beyond the drives and daily strives Chasing the glamorous The gold, the rich, the notorious Every night we sleep …

Me, A Woman

Me, A Woman Photo by luizclas on Pexels.com Me, A Woman By Jesline Teo   You don’t know me Not my being Not my pretty smile, or my fragility   You don’t know me Not who I am Not how I cried, or how I screamed So loud, yet so weak I pray your iron …

I’ve detached

I’ve detached. That soul-freeing moment, disembarked. I fly with my wings Tired but resilient, peace in chaos I’m not running away, I’ve detached.   That moment, I’m here but I’m not. Like an ice-cold shield over my warm-weak heart I’m not resisting I turned away but I’m here I’ve detached   So like anaesthetic, the …

Defeated Castle of Air

What is this Swirling glass of emotions; Ripples of despair, it sunk the ships and broke the mast; What am I Soldier battered and lost; Torn wings of wind beyond; Defeated castle of hopes yonder; Remains it so, in the air it stole  

Smiling :)

You know, the funny thing about a regular human being like me – just yesterday I felt like the whole world sank on me, and today I feel like I can never frown again. What amazing things this world can do to us, to change our mind, influence our thoughts, evoke our emotions.  And I …