όνειρο, you.

Morpheus, again your eyes intertwined mine.

Behind this mythology, and ten thousand digital fireflies.

I  do not possess the beauty of Teles, nor Aphrodite.

For I am just a mortal stepping on the fiery ground.

Your eloquence enlightes me in this tragic era.

Like the fire and the rain.

No wonder I have not purely exist in your mind.

For I have not set the fire to the surroundings.

But what would Athena do?

What will I do?

She would tear every blocking walls.

Light the universe with her words.

Paint the constellation with unimaginable spectrums.

Until you, Morpheus, the dream, set your piercing sight on her.

And then our eyes will be intertwined again.

Physically,

Mentally.

Fiensh '12

Stardust

We were from two different constellations. I'm still running through the meteorites, while you're already chilling in the backseat of Pluto.

It feels like you're in another time and space. Not in this weather, or this situation, not even under this starless sky.

Do you remember this? Oh we have not even meet yet.

Inside

It was the year of steel, and I’ve lost my feel.

Turbulences have demolished my entire being.

And I, without regret, rode off the sunset.

No one was saved, but a runaway self.

There were childhood, there were lies, there was beauty, there was hope.

And I gave up all of my possessions,

And all I found was only a glimmering sunshine,

In the middle of a misty rainforest,

Under the spell of my fantasy.

As these lids opened up, there was nothing but white.

Thin layers of sheet, covering my head.

Nobody was there, this body was alone in a white room.

There was a door in the corner of the room.

And as I opened the door, someone whispered behind me.

‘Welcome to the dark side, welcome to the reality.’

I fainted.