A riddle in me

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I want to hide away like the moon in the clouds

I wanted to be hidden forever like the stars in the sunlight

the real me was seen by none

I was obscured in the world around me

I wanted to share my secrets

I wanted to portray the real me to the world

I was hidden for the goodness of all

My soul was trapped in the fake me

the pain in me was disguised by my smile

the scars in me were stashed by the skin

my dreams were shattered and buried deep down in me

My eyes never dropped a tear

Since I knew my tears were the victory for others

I smiled even with my pain

My strength is my power to withstand

I could walk on the fire and be pricked by thorns

No pain could stop me…to lead and bounce back from any situation

I can cry all night and smile the next day, even with my tired eyes

The woman in me has deceptive eyes

I wish to bury my secrets in my grave

As my secrets can be a dagger to others

My eyes has thousands of stories to say

yet I wish to kee my eyes shut

never to propel the truths that hurt

The mystery in me should be unsolved until my death

I want to live as a riddle and die as an enigma.

She was paradox

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Colors everywhere

yet she was in hiding herself in the mystic black

did she convey that she hated all colors?

No, she was not, she loved the mystery of black

only the ones who knows her what is hidden underneath the black

black welcomes all colors and soak them into itself

the beauty of black is unmatchable

the blackness of the night sky

darkness has its own beauty

beauty only know to the ones who admire everything

the world that just loves fairness, fail to admire the elegance of black

the mystery that holds in the darkness is the one that tantalizes her

she wanted to be mysterious to the world and know to only those who know her in depth

she posed to the world as someone who wants to be hidden

she was not an open book, but an enigma

she was afraid to get out of the paradox she built, to keep herself happy

the riddle in her soul was just unwinding itself when she falls in love

yet the conundrum remained unsolved like the demure black hole.