Vague Dreams



I had a dream of hearts separated,

Living apart with nothing but hatred,

And in life’s vicious hole, Left isolated

Whether in a grave or among a crowd, they are always dominated


By vague colors of ugliness and despise:

Green, and blue, and yellow in disguise;

Why even bother hiding when darkness is the veil

For every mocking eye watching in pale!


I had another dream with me inside;

She talked and walked and screamed out loud:

“That phony dream is nothing but a cloud

Trying to rain you with fears of doubt.”


I woke up to go back to sleep;

What was the end of that crazy dream?

Are others happy to see me bleed?

Are my fearful doubts driving me to come clean?


Whether was it a dream or a nightmare I had,

I’ll always lean on my heart for warmth no doubt

To enjoy every second of this vicious hole

Where no loneliness or domination to harm my warm soul.




When To a ghostly store I went,

A burdened old man greeted with his old hands.

“Give me a gum dear or I’ll gladly go,” I asked.

With a shocked face and trembling hands

He gazed at me as if he was remembering his past

He placed a hand on his chest, and the other with a gun came out!

What has happened to that old man?

Did he hear a “gun” with his deaf ear as my demand?

He placed the gun on the desk and asked me to chill out for a bit

“I once was that guy asking for a gun;

I was sad as sad could be

With nothing in the heart but voices of hatred:

Give me a gun to shoot my dead soul

Give me a gun to widen my heart’s black hole

Don’t lie to me I am a sinner

Let me die I’m with no use

Let my die or I will lose

This tragic battle with this desperate life.

But, this was the past, and I changed young man!

I lived for today and died in the past

To build the future with my bare hands.

Weird Creature




A weird creature the Man you are;

You lost your conscious and lived in the dark

You used your power to mock and entertain

But to help the rest was to you completely insane.

Wake your sleeping conscious for which we all have once fought

It’s never too late to bring back what was intentionally lost

In a time when friends are hard to get

A knife from the back and villainy ahead

Listen to that wise guy in the mirror,

And go back when you still haven’t committed any error

Before you get vanished,

And from this transient life you’re banished!

Listen to your God who made you to worship

When knocking is the only thing you’ve done with your grip.

When in visiting a strange neighbor to an old friend, your time spent;

“Help me, I have nobody else,” you begged, but don’t you even dare to forget

That it’s God and only God who knows your every breath

To whom you can go not only in sickness but also in health.

So, there is some hope for you left

To restore your pure identity, God’s own gift.

Hero or Heroine…

open book


I warn you this might sound cliché, but each one of us is part of a story. Whether main or minor character, it is always up to you to decide. All of us have been through something we call “obstacle” in our lives, and the way you act in such dilemmas define your place in this story. If you went from a torch into serious flame, well then no way for coming back. What is done is done. Yes you can get over it, but you will never forget the pain. In other scenarios, you can simply ignore the so-called “obstacle”as nothing can stand in your heroic way of success. Neither this nor that would help you out. The main purpose of a rock in your future is to step on with every bit of strength you have, lean forward to remove this obstacle from the roads of new dreamers to pave it as good as new. “Embrace” is the word for it. Embrace every chaotic situation in life and make the good out of it no matter what. Endure, embrace, and learn as long as you have time to do so. With one step after the other, you’d use your climax, the turning point in your life, into the happiest future you would ever imagine. Hero or heroine, the roads are there for you to pave in your own special way to embrace.

Life as You “know” it


Here we are living in this chaotic world of business. Busy enough to forget who we truly are, we started perceiving “life” as nothing but a corrupted machine that sews us the way it wants. However, we should always take a step back to think thoroughly of ourselves as human beings with dreams to fulfill. As I was once taken by this world, I decided to start finding myself again before it’s too late. This is a “Space” that fits all those who once thought they lost themselves when actually it is the first step in the journey of self-discovery.