Looking the window,
I see sadness and sorrow,
hopeless and black hollow.
Who's the one that knocking my window?
I stand up and pull the curtain,
and not surprise,
it's him that came over to visit me,
during this wee lonely hour,
where everyone sleep through their sweet and wonderful dream,
some having white fair unicorn in their tiny childhood dream,
while some others had their white mighty knight in his shiny silver armor that
could easily strikes one naked eye.
soaring in my wildest dream,
i looked at the window,
and it's him, it's him...
caring and kind,
that i always wished for.
outside the window,
when he noticed me,
he went away just like a gust of swift wind...
where is him?
and i see stars,
colorful ones, white, yellow, orange,
all blinking their way out into my soul,
and the celestial sound playing through my ears.
seems like i had found back my fond memories,
of my childhood in that splendid time of my life.
everything, seems like so yesterday...
memories flows back into my lonely heart,
that i had searched through the dark...
seems like joining my current life with the past,
magically bonding the dark and the light,
the sea and the hill,
and it all become my memories... of my life,
it might had been thrown behind and beyond,
and beyond the skies nor over the horizon,
but the echoes still reflecting on,
inside my heart...
but what is important...
As long i remember the fond memories that had always accompany me throughout these years.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
winter or summer,
it's just like a mirror,
falling through the mountain cliff,
i see people who are still struggling to climb up,
this is the thing i wonder,
why life could be such a loser,
when people came from places,
that no one actually care and wonder,
how i wish life were easier,
but the fact seems so fake and harder,
than anything that come to my ear.
struggle and ponder,
how and why should my life will make me better.
living in the concrete jungle,
struggle to end the rat race,
and tried to live happily ever after,
with people i fond the most,
but life seems to be unpredictable,
with sands and storms,
thorns and spikes,
blocking and disturbing
for the destiny that i wanted for.
life might be lonely,
as if a human body with empty soul in it.
i had wonder and ponder hard
am i a zombie?
or should i call myself one?
sometimes i tried to go through all the hardship
with only me and myself.
and end up being beaten by myself too.
seems like being someone is harder than i thought,
while living in the shadow of my own.
travel so far...
from a place that have a fond memory,
i tried to smile and tried to endure,
the challenge seems unbearable and cruel,
i still act tough and continue
hopefully everything will be fine,
i know it will.
the moment might be suffering
and heart burning,
i believe time will wash everything away
especially the bad ones.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
going to the endless day
I see shadow of mine
and it's so tiny
and felt so muddy
everything seems so different
when you're sick
and endlessly seeking for medication
and from there, knowing something new
sick, should we be glad or not?
for knowing that ,
we were still alive
and those viruses were still able to attack us.
life is like a cup,
it might be full and
we can continue to pour in more
and it would be able to get new input
but to leak out...
so empty the cup
and we will be able to make the cup full again..
even thought bit by bit..
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Falling on the rainbow,
where I sang the song before,
it's like a dream,
that none of you who knows,
it's so simple,
yet it's so hard to let go
why would anyone,
tie on the lovely dove?
everyone deserve to fly
and find their own kind,
but when one only could get one,
everything seems fine.
somehow, not ever one are that kind
and wish to find more eden on their mind.
dreaming is something,
and getting is another,
which this little donkey,
would never ever,
wonder what and how
it will get,
the things it ever know.