To fulfill my romantic desires I stood under a tree to catch falling leaves only to catch my falling tears.
If I happen to find myself someday
like how I’ve always liked looking
up at a myriad of stars
I will be a step closer
to truly looking at myself in a mirror.
You’ve yet to understand,
tomorrow alone tells me what to think.
mediocrity of it all is
looking for change but wake
only when the alarm goes off.
Forget me now then,
as my mind like many our days
is an anchor unbothered by
what presently has my back and yours
conversing while my eyes
like yours, are searching for love.
If I could find myself a pillar
then my shoulders wouldn’t hunch
and I’d walk with my head held high,
At least say I understand my feminism?
But I remembered in we,
there’s you and I,
Did I make a mistake?
I waited too long
so long till I felt myself
untouched by time.
There’s a sin hiding in
translation of my prayer.