very hungrier soul invaded the house..
vacant fridge laughed upon my midnight raid..
vicious alarms of the stomach screams ignored..
vanilla dreams of dessert, quickly fade..
vibrant plans of having stomach full betrayed..
vexed by fate, steals the last saving..
volume of traffic makes horn conjoined..
voila, I see no restaurant opened..
victory? maybe when a snack binge, well located..

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nothing! Just stay leisurely and relaxed..

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I tell myself, stay calm and be wise..
than trip on my thoughts and oversized lies..
be mindful and alter the fears to a zone..
every wrong move, I shall own..
recalling the meditation by a saint on a stage..
then practice it revertly as my wage..
I knocked here and there to fill the sink..
my worries shall dissolve quicker than the ink..

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I took time to brew the tea..
in general, that isn't me..
the kettle whistled like it knew my sin..
looked like a coffee admire trapped in a bin..
my soul stirred in guilt, pretending it's fine..
but I ignored it as if it's off the line..
the tea was ready but tasted bland..
didn't hit taste buds, still was in my hand..
now, I vow to myself to flow with morning routine and song..
with no sip of my coffee, I'm scared to go wrong..

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is taken for granted and vandalized..
played by the souls, I have never prized..
every thread pulled, played a silent scorn..
a precious spirit now tired and torn..

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I drove up the muddy hill..
just to stand so close to my will..
no chains to bind, no voice to still..
I rise alone, with my freedom to fill..

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chains broke again..
dreams found hope..
soul breathed again..

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those tiny paws took a silent tread..
when the rest of the clowder lay in bed..
left the doors open wide..
looks like it chased the wind and could not hide..
search was out, but everything's out of way..
hoping she's not far away..
she's adorable and looks like a furry ball..
if found, kindly guide her home, that's all..

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covenants for lifelong protection..

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I put an alarm for going to the gym..
my smartwatch congratulated me like a hymn..
for 'standing up' twice, what a whimsical whim..

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