When I was young
My parents told me
I could be whatever I wanted to be.

Getting older,
I realize they were lying to me.
I couldn’t be what I wanted to be. I wanted to be with you.

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Gods and Monsters

She spent
Her time staring
At her screen throughout the night, alone in her catacombs
A twilight galaxy out unnoticed

Tattered and tired, she braces for one last dive
A commuter on a neon ride, ultraviolet in her eyes, a silver lining on her mind
To rid of this curse

Her mind is a chatterbox
But she’s stone cold outside
A firefight with Cerberus; urban rubble all around, an inferno in its wake
She carries on, hunting blind
Through sandstorms and winter forests, she survives

The flux brought by Chronos
This executioner failed its task
Through its murky depths she rises
Like Demeter’s spring unmasked

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Letters: Dreams

Lately, I’ve been dreaming about you a great deal.
When I wake, I can’t recall what my dreams were about, only that you were in it.
Even in my dreams, we have little time together, but regardless, I’m happy to see you.
I wake up, happy to have spent time with you, to see you, to talk to you.
I realize that it was all in my head.
I realize the distance our choices have put between us.
And the longing sets in.

But I can’t lose hope

La Petite Astrum

You fill me with wonder
You glimmer like the night sky on a cloudless night
You leave me awestruck
You are majestic, like the rings of Saturn

Like the winds of Venus, you burn with passion
I only wish to be consumed by it, to learn from it
Like the sun, your warmth radiates
I only wish to be a part of that warmth

The clouds of Aquila, you leave me drunk
Craving for another hit even before we’ve left each others’ midst
The black holes, I’m drawn to you like none other
Hoping to stay with you at event horizon, no qualms with forever

La petite astrum: small, yet warm, cozy
Grand in your radiance, with an alluring pull
You can be cold, like the dark in-betweens of space
Yet still so beautiful, like the nebulae from which great things are born

Endless, like the universe
I hope to tell you that my love is so
But perhaps I’m another of those dreamers
Those lunatics in love with the moon?

Prayers To an Obscure God

“My prayers go out to you.”
These words come out my mouth
Droplets forming one by one, reluctantly taking shape
What more can I possibly do?

I long for you, pine for you.
To say I care deeply for you is an understatement
Your happiness is my greatest treasure
To see you crestfallen, my greatest tragedy

What more can I possibly do?
I am just a boy casting his being into the void
Baring everything
At the mercy of the world

If I could move mountains, I would
For you, doubly so
But I’m just a boy, I possibly can’t
I can’t do anything, but pray

No, hope.
For I am without a god.
I am a boy, cold and alone
No divine light to give him warmth

It’s not like it was involuntary
I chose to live for myself
But I believe, like all the faithful
A godless boy can still pray

Pray, hope, wish, they’re all just the same
Perhaps god really walks among us
Through the will of humankind
Through the love we share, through the love I have for you

I wish you nothing less but happiness, and all its synonyms
I pray to the divine, the supreme, whoever, wherever
I pray to the stars above, to Gemini, to Crux
I pray to the air, the sea, the laws of physics

I may not be of faith but I can still pray
I can still wish, I can still believe
I can still lie to myself
That everything will be okay

Pretentious Crap: Quality Free Verse Poetry

I write prose and split them
In unconventional
grammatically incorrect
Handful of words only
on each and every line
but varying enough
To sound like cheap cadence and tone

I speak in ways talking of things
Bland and lacking in imagery
full with teenage emotions like
unjaded. not at all

Pretentious? Definitely.
Free verse? Yes please
Write in prose and split them
all up in different lines
Sound deep and pining
Like some Bukowski
dropped on his head

Pretentious crap: Rose Warmth

Your stars burn bright
But lately they’ve grown dimmer
You’re filled with fright
But your eyes still glimmer

But even if they don’t, dear friend
I’ll do my best to light the way
I’ll see it through with you till the end
I hope you do the same

Through dark paths and bumpy roads
I hope my lights suffice
To see you with a lighter load
I’ll make any sacrifice

And even if your warmth leaves me cold and in the dark
Darling, I’ll keep you in my arms
And I will hope to give the slightest spark
To give you light, and keep you from harm

My only wish is for your dawn to break
To see you good as new
To bathe in golden light in the sun’s wake
I’ll do it all to see it through