If Only...


If only I had known that the night would fall so quickly,
I wouldn't have lived this day recklessly.

If only I knew our years were numbered, 
I would have kissed you more and hugged you more often.

Maybe, every time I loosened my hand from yours, 
I should have believed for once, that, at the right moment even the wrong wishes are granted.

That spur of my anger, that hell that I broke loose,
Now seem so small before your ageless love, but if only I knew.

If only I knew that experience matters more than logic, 
I wouldn't have smothered your judgement nor would I insist on mine. 

If only I knew that after the storm comes the sunshine, 
If only I knew that love is the solution to all problems,
I wouldn't have spent every second as an aeon, 
Instead, I would have chosen to fly with you to the eternal end.

A Run From Your World To Mine


The clothes I wore rubbed their artificiality on me.

The people who touched, touched only my skin, oblivion to the much more inside.

The embellishments on my body did no more or no less than just being there.

I run, I run away from this world that judges the colour and texture of my skin, 
the size and shape of my body;  
the world that slows the blood in my veins and 
assumes me for what I am not. 

Boldly wearing only my thoughts, I lie naked, 
for being naked is the only purest way of being myself. 
And thoughts are my only embellishments.