Poetry
by Aireen Nicolas
It makes my soul dwell
with peace and harmony
for my heart listen to the
most unspoken words of symphony
an effective way to detached
to the world of reality
finding a hidden place
to comfort My entity
Wander into my deepest
emotions beneath an agony
for every bit of words
seems heaven's touch eternity
as the moon light brings hope
to My darkness and cage of monotony
Where am I?
by: Aireen Nicolas
It was a typical day with gloomy sky
talking myself again with a deep sigh
imagining the time passed by
behind stillness and monotony and keep asking "Why"
thinking of such things unlikely to happen
hoping for great change unlocked my way
Life is beautiful indeed
but Where am I? trapped in the middle of nowhere
floating somewhere above someone's throne
I'm barely breathing ,longing for my home
Fragile Soul
by Aireen Nicolas
It makes my soul dwell
with peace and harmony
for my heart listen to the
most unspoken words of symphony
an effective way to detached
to the world of reality
finding a hidden place
to comfort My entity
Wander into my deepest
emotions beneath an agony
for every bit of words
seems heaven's touch eternity
as the moon light brings hope
to My darkness and cage of monotony
Where am I?
by: Aireen Nicolas
It was a typical day with gloomy sky
talking myself again with a deep sigh
imagining the time passed by
behind stillness and monotony and keep asking "Why"
thinking of such things unlikely to happen
hoping for great change unlocked my way
Life is beautiful indeed
but Where am I? trapped in the middle of nowhere
floating somewhere above someone's throne
I'm barely breathing ,longing for my home
Fragile Soul
by Aireen Nicolas
Im a shadow beyond the walls
secretly engraved by the sun
a pale fingers of light
a vile of rage into my floating eyes
smiling to hide the pain, rotten into her soul
squeezing the bitter taste of reality
with goals drawn by flood of frustrations
a heart barely breathing on the outer space
frozen flower with injured butterflies in a remote garden
a single hair strand gone for no apparent reason
paradoxical traits quite devastating
exquisite experiences busting in her solitude
Im a shadow beyond the walls
secretly engraved by the sun
a pale fingers of light
a vile of rage into my floating eyes
smiling to hide the pain, rotten into her soul
squeezing the bitter taste of reality
with goals drawn by flood of frustrations
a heart barely breathing on the outer space
frozen flower with injured butterflies in a remote garden
a single hair strand gone for no apparent reason
paradoxical traits quite devastating
exquisite experiences busting in her solitude
Music of the Rain
by: Aireen Nicolas
Stillness . . .Heavy rain pourin
with the rhythm of thunderstorms clashing
filled with melodious sound to my ears
I looked at the huge mirror behind my bench
I a saw my reflection to my solitude chinky eyes
Melancholic , solemn it pacify my veins
My blood flows simultaneously
warmth chills my nape unexpectedly
felt my chest heavy pumping gradually
I took a glimpse on a circular wall clock
its nearly 3:30 o 'clock in the afternoon
and I'm too addicted to the music offered by the rain outside
I'm dancing in every beat of droplets
and My eyes slowly shut off for a moment
reminiscing every single thread of memory
a flashed way back to my inner most hidden pain
and I open my eyes back to my reality
the rain had stopped and I realized it was only just a dream
When?
by Aireen Nicolas
a fair weathered afternoon
plants were dancing into silent lullaby
wind chime sway slowly as its hang in the front door
cars unexpectedly sound so minimal
I've heard bumping keys to our nearby
trying to take my sleepy head high
and the tic tac of the clock sounds so very serene
then my unwanted memories strikes
"When?!!! "my thought growl in every bit of my neurons
When will I be able to become fully grown as swan?
When can I grasp my dreams and see the neon lights?
When?!! cause my too hurry to embrace it tight
I'm starving for my ultimate innovations
there's a cricket on my head that says "soon"
cause I want to drag my feet on the mountain
See the whole picture of my life as worth watching
Sorrow
by Aireen Nicolas
A stagnant water beneath the blue lagoon
where the pillars scents like vintage perfume
where walls painted by blood designs of memories
where dust in the air sparkles in every midnight symphony
A hallow spirit like a caterpillar struggles to become a butterfly
like a broken string of violin for a classic orchestra
a sigh for every delusions and illusions of sanity
a heart of killer dwelling on his own sympathy.
Blue hue against the fame of the rainbow
with some shade of darkness on his pillow
dare to fight and bare the pain silently
hanging a junk piece on for his own gallery
Those eyes
By Aireen Nicolas
Her eyes holds a lot of magic beyond the surface
a morbid window that magnifies a certain soul
a theater of her own favorite play
a tunnel of secret treasures and hidden pain
Her eyes crafted with great mystery
as She live each day for untold stories and decay
look how timid smiles and soft hellos ignite those eyes
with creepy brilliant teardrops that resonates goodbyes
Those eyes holds a timeless beauty
entangled with such kind of art and misery
exhausted shadow on a hustle bustle
a lover of quietness , exquisite words and epiphany.
Mask
by Aireen Nicolas
Don't confuse with her SMILE, she's a poisonous vile
don't charmed by her aura she's elusive and shy
she's doing against the current with an awkward cloak
she was grinning silently as she destroy her prey
drastically mood swings beyond her control drops randomly
temper seemingly tranquil on the surface while resting on such mess galaxy
torture for her own castle to have revenge her majesty
she's wearing a Mask for a myriad stars to take a bite a sweet revenge
Stillness
by Aireen Nicolas
When?
by Aireen Nicolas
a fair weathered afternoon
plants were dancing into silent lullaby
wind chime sway slowly as its hang in the front door
cars unexpectedly sound so minimal
I've heard bumping keys to our nearby
trying to take my sleepy head high
and the tic tac of the clock sounds so very serene
then my unwanted memories strikes
"When?!!! "my thought growl in every bit of my neurons
When will I be able to become fully grown as swan?
When can I grasp my dreams and see the neon lights?
When?!! cause my too hurry to embrace it tight
I'm starving for my ultimate innovations
there's a cricket on my head that says "soon"
cause I want to drag my feet on the mountain
See the whole picture of my life as worth watching
Sorrow
by Aireen Nicolas
A stagnant water beneath the blue lagoon
where the pillars scents like vintage perfume
where walls painted by blood designs of memories
where dust in the air sparkles in every midnight symphony
A hallow spirit like a caterpillar struggles to become a butterfly
like a broken string of violin for a classic orchestra
a sigh for every delusions and illusions of sanity
a heart of killer dwelling on his own sympathy.
Blue hue against the fame of the rainbow
with some shade of darkness on his pillow
dare to fight and bare the pain silently
hanging a junk piece on for his own gallery
Those eyes
By Aireen Nicolas
Her eyes holds a lot of magic beyond the surface
a morbid window that magnifies a certain soul
a theater of her own favorite play
a tunnel of secret treasures and hidden pain
Her eyes crafted with great mystery
as She live each day for untold stories and decay
look how timid smiles and soft hellos ignite those eyes
with creepy brilliant teardrops that resonates goodbyes
Those eyes holds a timeless beauty
entangled with such kind of art and misery
exhausted shadow on a hustle bustle
a lover of quietness , exquisite words and epiphany.
Mask
by Aireen Nicolas
Don't confuse with her SMILE, she's a poisonous vile
don't charmed by her aura she's elusive and shy
she's doing against the current with an awkward cloak
she was grinning silently as she destroy her prey
drastically mood swings beyond her control drops randomly
temper seemingly tranquil on the surface while resting on such mess galaxy
torture for her own castle to have revenge her majesty
she's wearing a Mask for a myriad stars to take a bite a sweet revenge
Stillness
by Aireen Nicolas
by Aireen Nicolas
Sailing against the beat of your heart
Saying “ Im fine ”with subtle smile to cover up such loophole
Struggles to conform with monsters, storms and heavy waves of the shore
Chewing a gum as a routine, with stillness and boredom
Abiding your inner most and pretend to be a shark of the sea
Seeing a vast of the horizon in the sunrise
and uncertain infinity of the sun set
waiting for a great phenomena to happen
As I turned some pages of a classic novel on my room
I was delight of the smell of an earthly crisp pages stocked for an old time
Living for a moment each day not knowing how time nurture some of my pages too
Still looking at letters scribbled with patience and perseverance
This book having so much to offer yet keeps for a very long time
Poor vintage book, locked in a closet with so much dust
waiting for miracle , to open the closet and read the story behind folded pages of time.
Sailing against the beat of your heart
Saying “ Im fine ”with subtle smile to cover up such loophole
Struggles to conform with monsters, storms and heavy waves of the shore
Chewing a gum as a routine, with stillness and boredom
Abiding your inner most and pretend to be a shark of the sea
Seeing a vast of the horizon in the sunrise
and uncertain infinity of the sun set
waiting for a great phenomena to happen
As I turned some pages of a classic novel on my room
I was delight of the smell of an earthly crisp pages stocked for an old time
Living for a moment each day not knowing how time nurture some of my pages too
Still looking at letters scribbled with patience and perseverance
This book having so much to offer yet keeps for a very long time
Poor vintage book, locked in a closet with so much dust
waiting for miracle , to open the closet and read the story behind folded pages of time.
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