We Are Infinite.

Friday, December 25, 2020



A billion lights, twinkling among themselves.
Centuries wait, drowning themselves into a flash of bright light.
Is this the day one of them will embark on an adventure?
A journey made by their fathers and forefathers before.
A journey to the distant blue dot.
Look a shooting star, she pointed it out.
I stare at it thinking for hours;
With my head pressed hard to the earth.
The sky is so tragically beautiful;
A graveyard of stars.

Sunday, August 16, 2020

 

A constant companion
A friend I befriended from my childhood
Through thick and thin of time
No matter where I go
Who I am with
Like a shadow, it follows me everywhere.

Loneliness
A core memory
I’ve relived a countless times
No matter how many tears I've shed
No matter how many visits to the castle in the air
Countless hours of therapy
It still hurts.

Loneliness
An inevitable emotion
I kept running away throughout my life
Fatigued,it's time to put a fullstop
And instead embrace the feelings
Because no matter how painfully it hurts
I always find myself in the end.

Tuesday, April 21, 2020


Let me be Icarus,
I can fly across the sun one more time.
Let me be Theseus,
I can lose myself in those mazes again.
Let me be The Buddha,
I can wander in search of the magical tree.
Let me be Tulio and Miguel,
I can embark upon the road to El Dorado.
Let me be a story,
I can travel around the world in 80 days.
Let me be a gust of cool summer breeze,
I can play with her hair again.
Days, months feels almost like a lifetime
I sing like the eternal caged birds.
Let me be the phoenix and rise from the ashes
Let me be me again.

Friday, February 7, 2020



Happiness is watching the sun come up.
Happiness is the bird's chirping.
Happiness is a cup of cutting chai.
Happiness is watching parents smile.
Happiness is an annoying sibling.
Happiness is watching the kids play in the park.
Happiness is being alone.
Happiness is singing outloud.
Happiness is the smell of a book.
Happiness is eating desserts.
Happiness is long naps, tight hugs.
Happiness is her lips on mine.
Happiness is an idea.
Happiness is You, me and everything between.

Tuesday, January 7, 2020


I'm in love with a woman
I know not to love,
Her heart will never be free.
I waste my days, a slave to her ways.
She is the secret, I can never reveal,
The best I ever have known.
Hopelessly hooked on her like a drug,
Dead is the conscience; I knew so well.
Clarity now blurry.
Like Fire, She burns me alive.
I die a little more as days pass by
A fool, I get lost in those eyes every time
All doubts go away,
And I start with this life of lies again.