a mind so full of thoughts
has ventured into a road...

a toddler
rocks to sleep...

teeth clenched tightly into skin
blood dripping from within...

It pours! It pours!
into this little lagoon...

if I were that little boat
sailing alone in the ocean blue...

the wings of time
just flip and flap...

a rose as red as blood has bloom
and birds have come to see it now...

Everyday, every night,
when the sun or the moon is out...

Stop! Don’t give any step forward.
With this quarantine and people’s idiotic...

It’s been a while...
my eyes have gotten used to seeing...

I have so much to say
but my throat is a gas chamber...

the number of infected people keep on rising
like waves trying to drown us...