Where Are You, Now?


Waiting to Fall In Love Again

Where Are You, Now?

Waiting to see the moon turning blue again

Waiting to pick the flower with the fragrance of moon

Waiting to hear your favourite tune on guitar for the flowery hours

Waiting to fixate my eyes on phone while breaking the guitar

Waiting to go in the rain while dropping tears over the phone

Waiting to live in the moon again after the rain

Where are you, now?

An Artist’s Journey


Charles Williams, artist

Day 18

An Artist’s Journey

If I think of one word right now

It would be

‘Exhausted’

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Walk straight every night and day

And the meaningful lessons

what we initiated

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We are the wary of our own soul

And pretending

We are not defeated

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Mr. Pumpkinhead once told

We held the Red Mars in our hand

And the blue moon which is folded

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We are too gullible

To live in this foxy world

Can be ambushed and stranded

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I know it’s difficult to understand that

Our story is written on the edge of sunshine

But nobody cared or accepted!

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See you in the moon


See you in the moon

It’s extremely hard to explain

From inside what exactly is killing me?

Is it the high expectation song

Which I am imposing on me,

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Or is it the moment you said

You are leaving?

Although, I do not see any difference

Which gives me nothing but memoirs, ah amused!

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By breaking the bridge of possibilities

In all mixup thoughts, I know somehow I’ll get through.

Don’t have to be cautious about losing you

You go ahead; I’ll see you in the moon!