You have not known what you are.
You have slumbered upon yourself all your life.
Your eyes have been as much as closed most of the time.
What you have done is already in mockeries.

The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them
And within them,
I see you lurk...


-Walt Whitman


24.7.16

the chase



I chase the light that gives colors to the sad sunset. Beautiful as always, forever out of reach. You.









5 comments:

Pepe v2.0 said...

Awwwww. Beautiful short and suddenly how profound.

lucas said...

Thank you. Wala na kasi akong attention span.

Simon said...

Awh :)) This gave me the feels :) Hoping to read more from you!

Simon said...

This is cute :)

Anonymous said...

You're amazing.