Unbaked cheese.

Sometimes I wonder
if you can hear me from far away.

From far beyond the apex
of the highest mountain
of that mountain range
that ends in a slope
down to a vast plain,

and even beyond,

where rocks fade to fertile lands,
but where meadows never became.

Beyond to where 

the glimmering sands

touch the sea, 

so pale and blue,

beyond the horizon

where the sun breaks through.

And somewhere beyond 

in your abode

Can you hear me there?

Can you hear me close? 

Free verse. September 4, 2014.

The greatest tragedy

Death is not the greatest tragedy,

Great tragedies begin
Where stories don't end,
In death, or in life;

In life - "what might have happened?"
is the slow poison that wears
us down, with hearts heavy
and hollow, waiting for answers
'till death.

And death is not the greatest tragedy.
Life left incomplete is.

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A year older

Time just doesn't slow down. At this pace, I fear that I will fall flat on the ground soon with the realization that I haven't done much in life. It's another birthday, and half of 2013 is over. Life's been good so far. Ups and downs, twists and turns... but even at this stage/age, I don't know where I am going.

Well whatever the path ahead may bring, I'd like to take some time out to appreciate myself (something I don't do often). I'd like to wish myself a Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday doodlebird.

I'll try update this blog more often. However, with office and studies - the latter, not progressing at all - it's very hard to find some time to do anything "artistic". But I'll try.