The bench on that park, knows us.
Tag Archives: Poetry
In Search of You | thinathoughts
I dream of going to places, beautiful and far places. In search of something, i don’t even know. Still, i dream of going into a journey of the unknown. I would like to travel every inch of somewhere. I would like to find anything in the midst of something. I would like to search.. Like,Continue reading “In Search of You | thinathoughts”
t i r i n g | thinathoughts
I am tired.I don’t know why or how or what.I just don’t feel alright.I stumble left and right to look for that spot.Some solidarity and peace, a moment of silent and a place to burst my tears. I am tired of owning my self,of running my own mind,of feeling my own emotion.I am tired ofContinue reading “t i r i n g | thinathoughts”
Never Like Movies
I should ask for a finale from the start.
See You Again At 2AM.
When the clock strikes at 2AM, here I am again, will condemn your soul, destroy your good night and kiss away you peace. Good night!