Poems from Ineffable
All everybody wants it to be happy,
But how could they strive for such thing when
Happiness is the epitome of elusiveness?
Then again,...
You used to tuck me in every night for bed.
You would tell me a bedtime story before planting a kiss onto my forehead.
You would declare...
Our minds are such powerful things.
They are also very devious.
My surroundings are unrealistic,
Yet I am completely oblivous.
Wanting to...