The Cost of a Wish
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Hope is a trick of the light—
you chase what glimmers,
only to find it fading in your hands.
You crave what you lack,
and the moment you have it,
your hunger shifts.
Desire is a moving target—
you’re always aiming at ghosts.
Even when dreams unfold,
they feel borrowed.
And suddenly,
you miss the past
for what you pretend it was.
I wish I didn’t wish at all.
Because when it came true—
it didn’t feel like mine.
Now or Never
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But what if the stars finally aligned
What if we could finally collide?
Would you meet me tonight?
Or am I just a “maybe tomorrow”
Someone you can throw on your sorrow?
I’m done playing chess
Waiting for you to confess
We’re not getting any younger
You might wake up and find me colder
It’s now or never
Becoming
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I take my time to find the sun,
my roots grow deep before I run.
The doors that stayed untouched for years
will open wide when I’m sincere.
Not every stillness means retreat—
some silence grows beneath your feet.
And when the quiet splits the night,
it won’t be noise—
it will be flight.
Your cologne
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I was out today, just having fun,
When suddenly your cologne hit me—
And I swear I almost heard it too,
It felt so loud in the room, so near,
I looked around, hoping to find you here…
But you were nowhere—yet somehow,
You were everywhere I couldn’t see.
Strange void
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I feel a strange void when you’re not near,
So much unspoken, left unclear.
Messages sent, but left unread,
A thousand thoughts I never said.
I wish I knew what’s in your heart,
But reading you feels like an art.
Still, your eyes—when they meet mine,
Say things your lips won’t dare define.
Chasing a Mirage
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One on one — finally,
but it didn’t fill the void inside of me.
You talked at me the whole time,
never bothered to read
what lived between the lines.
We barely had any chemistry.
Still, when you spoke, I listened,
and the world around us blurred,
like it meant something more
than it ever truly did.
I’m chasing a mirage,
and your voice couldn’t quiet the ache.
I placed you high — too high —
while I remained
so far below the light.
No common ground,
no thread between us,
yet my mind is still tangled
in make-believe ties—
a head full of fantasies
for a heart that should know better.
Static Noise
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I thought the silence between us was poetry—
filled with meaning,
pauses that held promise.
But turns out,
we had no rhythm.
No pull.
Just projection,
wrapped in illusion,
tied with threads I wove alone.
I mistook the echo of my own hope
for your voice—
a sound that never truly belonged to you.
Now,
you orbit like a ghost that doesn’t know it’s dead,
hovering in spaces I’ve outgrown.
I don’t flinch,
don’t yearn.
I just listen,
and hear nothing but static.
You were just noise.
And maybe,
that’s the closure I didn’t know I needed.
Endless chains
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A year older, none the wiser,
Same old tale, no new surpriser.
I try to break free, but it’s bigger than me,
Older, smarter, holds the key.
It wraps around, it always remains,
Heavy and cold, these endless chains.
Masterpiece
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If you took a peek inside my mind
all you’ll hear are construction noises
it never quiets down, it never sleeps
it works through the night, it works overtime
I’ll always be a work in progress
but I wonder when will I become my masterpiece?
Repeating the past
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It’s best not to react, to let them be,
Their choices will find them, inevitably.
I’m just so tired of the same refrain—
Same souls, new bodies, the outcome the same.
In each new chapter, they come disguised,
Different faces, but the truth’s revised.
I’m worn from chasing illusions they cast;
All ends the same, repeating the past.
Temporary love
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Do you ever hold someone, knowing they won’t last?
Do you lie beside them, hearts insincere,
Knowing you’ll be gone by this time next year?
But don’t judge me for the walls I cast—
I learned it all when my mother passed.
In her goodbye, a truth held vast:
Nothing in this world is built to last.
Empty vessel
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You’re an empty vessel, hollow and cold,
A lifeless thing, no warmth to hold.
From afar, you shimmer, a sight to see,
But up close, you’re nothing—just tragedy.
I’ll place you away, high in the attic,
Out of sight, your charm is static.
Far enough to forget, close enough to use,
A tool for chaos, a muse I’ll refuse.
Long gone
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And just like that, you’re blacklisted,
Erased, forgotten, never existed.
What a waste—so blind, so cruel,
Your scattered feelings broke every rule.
Immature, lost, hiding behind,
A tangled mess of your own design.
By the time you find the lines you’ve drawn,
I’ll be a ghost—long, long gone.
The fool
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I kept staring at the door, waiting for you,
Hoping you’d come, hoping it was true.
But you never showed, and I played the fool,
To wait, to believe—hope is so cruel.
When you apologized, I wore a disguise,
Pretending I never had tears in my eyes.
Hope, that liar, left me on a rope,
Swinging between despair and false hope.
I wished the rope would tighten, take me away,
Or the ground would swallow me whole that day.
But I act cool, unfazed, untouched by the chase,
Pretending I never longed for your embrace.
What a waste.
Bittersweet
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Even if you’re gone, you never truly fade,
You linger in my heart, in every thought I’ve made.
My dreams are yours, my mind your home,
A love that stays, though I’m alone.
There was so much I wished you’d know,
A thousand words I couldn’t show.
But in another life, I hold your hand,
And we drift together, unbound by land.
Bittersweet, the love that remains,
A quiet ache, a soft refrain.
I love you forever, no matter how far,
I’m ready when you are, wherever you are.
Unlucky stars
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By unlucky stars, we crossed our fate,
I clung to your words, your every state.
Each glance of yours, I made my art,
Until lucky stars tore us apart.
Now I look back, lost in the ache,
A version of me I wish I could shake.
What we had was a fleeting flame,
And I’m the only one to blame.
Walk away
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I warped my perception a thousand times,
Excusing every slight as life’s cruel designs.
Told myself it wasn’t them, just pressure and strain—
But the truth was written in every refrain.
When someone shows you exactly who they are,
And what your worth looks like from afar,
Stop justifying, stop trying to stay—
Believe what you see, and simply walk away
If we were meant to be
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If we were meant to be, we simply would,
If your heart was mine, you’d have understood.
I won’t wish upon a star tonight,
Or wait for words you’ll never recite.
No more hoping, no more schemes—
I’m done wishing, done chasing dreams.
Puzzle piece
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I don’t think I fit in anywhere,
Like a puzzle piece misplaced,
Warped by time, my edges changed,
A shape no space can embrace.
I was never found, and never will be,
A stranger in each crowd,
Left to wander aimlessly,
Needing somewhere, somehow.