Fluffy Friends

Too proud to share them,
He muffled his cries in dark,
Between two pillows.

Gems & Junk

Day after day,
I spent my days,
Looking for ways to better my play.

Queen-sized Bed

The Bed by Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec

She sleeps alone on that queen-sized bed,
No one knows who sleeps beside.
Did it once belong to a mate,
Or did she just likes how it’s wide?

The Dog Under The Sink

I entered the kitchen and I saw the dog under the kitchen sink.
It looked at me obediently with eyes that seemed to hint
“Don’t leave me here to stink in this room alone.”
How I wished it could be out to enjoy a little roam,

Spaces

I’m not a fan of emo poems but hey, here it is:

I saw me
There was so much space
Many things could fill the place
A girl went past me
I told her to stay
And she kept her bay

Dreams and Reality

The repetitive whirling sound of the fan,
…A beautiful beach with clear waters and sand…
The mushy, stale air locked in the room,
…Or a bustling, lively street filled with people in the noon…

When I Return

When I return,
Would I still remember the scents of the flowers in my garden?
How they danced in the winds and mingled with the bees…