Author Archives: lieehbe

romanticizing my life through poetry.

less and wanting more

days are fastly passing by
flowers bloom, the sun shines
i’m stuck under this roof
for I don’t know how long
wanting away from home

summer’s not the same anymore
and april isn’t exciting as before
maybe because I’ve grown up
yet―the more I think of it
the less I feel I have become

My Winter

Find me where the sun
Meets the ocean, when it is
Thick and hazy with clouds
in its grayest colour. Meet me
where the stars are aligned,
or when it’s not, and when the
Moon is painted in its gleaming
light. Locate me in between city
lights or beneath the fireflies in
the dead of night. ‘Cause darling,
no matter where you and I end up,
It is the most when I feel alive.

Life Backwards

There are a lot of questions
To ask, but I kept still,
Holding them back.
Will you still hold your phone
For us, a little conversation
Just like in the past?
Are we still going to shed
Tears like when we’re in
The kitchen sink?

But life differs as we grow old,
And things won’t be the same
Like how I wanted it to.
We’re still in pain, and
You’re not coming home
And we’re not getting younger.

A Legend

She wonders in the wisdom
Of old tales and legends.
The minds of old sayings
In pursuit of dreams, and
The finding of treasures within.
And even until now, nothing
Can compare those graying hair
That once were touched by gold, and
The reason of her inspiration as they
Leave their remarkable impression.

The Jar of Each One’s Universes

On the balcony, when the night grew dark
The night when we watched the stars
And the moon shone bright, illuminating the darkest parts;
Right there and then, I saw how the dark move into your heart

The specs on each one’s eyes,
Were those that I didn’t understand;
Or those feet that had walked dusts and miles
Only seemed to me you needed a helping hand

You grow apart from reality
And lived most inside your head;
I dare not know how it turned out badly,
Because it was once a memory to me.

Rêves Brisés

Melancholy she feels,
about the things she
wanted the most―
goals and dreams,
the future she ever
think about, but it’s
hardly to ever grasp
when she’s standing
on an uncertain ground.

Crowns and Maces

Something’s there to be defined
By society with norms on high
Of tall barricaded gates;
Walls were built as if unstained

Inside is a character of living coward
Jewelries conceal not a wayward heart
But crowns and maces are on their side
Blinded of a poor dead man’s right

All in peace and unity among the crowd
Voices of echoes turns to cries aloud
But when money and power ruled
Silence is the new meaning of truth

Harmonious Whole

In all the chaos and madness,
My mind and heart seated in sadness
How could all these would come to stop
If humans will only know peace and love

What of this mere creature could do
In the eye-sight that was once called
Paradise, now lay with unimaginable
Shape; good days, were you, too in trouble?

Only in the ever-present, open eyes
From the dark of night ’til the dawn rise
Will ever know the rest of everything-most,
To reset this once ever-beautiful cosmos.

Couplet

My future in place is burning brightly,
Waiting for me in crystal clarity.