Nescafe.

So the Nescafe page in FB told people to write poems on Nescafe or peanut butter, as it was poetry month this month. So this is what I wrote: (writing in times when the heart's not feeling so good, so this is what it turned out to be) Enjoy!:D

My Comfort

Oh, when the world's not quite fair,
And when the heart's always in despair.
Or when the days go blue,
As when life's been cruel to you.
You could never go wrong with a mug of Nescafe,
It would always make your day
Even in times when the skies turn gray.

faded prints

I walked by the sandy white beaches,
We used to keep those tracks that they left behind,
Those footprints..
Came rain or shine,
Those footprints, they were there to guide us through.
Printed on the sandy white beaches.
But as seasons past,
They become faded prints..
And then later,
They'd be gone..

that grip

Climbing up the mountains high,
That rope that held our grips tight.
All red and sore, our hands turned
We lose that grip
And we fell
Down and deep
Bumped our heads to the solid grounds.
And it hit us deep.

the garden that you planted

the flowers, gone dry.
grass, turns yellow.
the earth, a rough surface.

water it with sunshine,
shine it with the rain.

it's losing its grace,
the garden that you planted~

wake up again,
open your eyes,
and wash it all away.

one millisecond

Amazing how there's this power you have,
To either lift my spirit up,
Or bring it down
In one single second.
Just like that.
Amazing,
This person you are.

that sparkling glow

I threw that sparkling pearl into the deep blue ocean,
As I couldn't live without it,
I dived back into the sea,
In search of it.
I looked and searched,
Looked and searched,
But no sign of it.
It was..gone.
And thus I lost that glow in me, the smiles..
And my days, they turned blue,
As blue as the oceans, the seas.

let it go

The reason why
is 'cause you'd want to reach the mountain peaks,
whilst the journey itself puts you to a halt.
The reason why
is 'cause you witness the beauty of the coral reefs in the deep blue sea,
and thus there you'd want to dance freely like the jellyfish
whilst an oxygen tank is what you have to carry along.

Thus dream, the dreams within reach,
Walk your own path, your own road,
Don't glance too much on the doors of others.
Just be you.

feather.

We grasp a floating feather,
The grip too long,
Flowing us to where it goes.
As light as the feather, it be,
Aimlessly heading elsewhere.
And thus we put our hands in the air,
Losing touch of the lightweight feather.
And let us fall to the solid ground.

remnants

Let's just sketch the stars in the sky,
Though it may not last - as when the sun will appear in the morning, the stars, they'd fly.
But at least we'd know that it did paint a smile,
Even if for a while.