She’s back from hibernation
with lots of information
to write is not her option
but one of her dedication.
Now she is ready again
to share stuff that she thinks she can’t
handle by herself and
to read your awesome posts that trend.
The lost sheep has come back
In my arms, he clasp
Beside me, he slept
I felt so secured
The feelings came back, too
He made me feel some things
I can’t feel with others
But then, he always go off
He had to pursue his dreams
But now, I know for sure
He may always go,
but he will never leave
And will definitely come back
Once there was a guy whom I never presumed to fall for me.
I fell with him too. His smile shimmers. His letters make my day go round. His voice is heaven.
He makes the birds sing, the flowers dance and my heart explode.
He made me in a full bliss. Just a touch of his hand tingles my spine.
His shoulders, I love to lean on. His face, I like to look at all the time. His eyes, I like to meet mine.
I don’t know why I left him. I didn’t know what happened. Everything was a blur.
Now, I am regretting seeing him with others.
Remembering the sweet memories.
And wanting to be with him again.
If ever I have an opportunity, I will definitely say
“I am sorry. Let me make it up to you. If you give me another chance, I will never let go anymore. I am really sorry. I made a mistake. Make me be your kismet again. I will drive for long hours just to bring you butterfinger. Please be mine again.”
those teary subtle eyes gazing through the vast space of nothing.
looking inside an empty detached mind
waiting to be filled willingly with new capricious notions
sluggishly pouring out every hatred, melancholy and grief
displacing reality with fantasy
everything is happening with the melodies of The Beatles
playing on the phonograph.
we have two pairs of eyes.
two eyes which are meant to see the beauty of the world,
the scars of the past, the creations of God.
It is called the superficial one;
can be seen by others; controlled by the brain.
The other pair is created to see the flaws of beauty,
the magnificence of every scars, the reality of the world,
and the real guts of the heart.
3rd of July
clouds began to cry
suppressed memories come to life
struck my soul so hard
my fragile heart shattered
silence so deafening
i want to let go
Please let me go..
Every time I see you
I only think of you
I quickly smile
Please put me down
Please stay longer
I’m feeling this is forever
But I am afraid
For you and me
Give me some more hint
And I’ll give in
I’m so high
I’m so happy
Emanates to everything
I hope tis’ continue