Wednesday, 20 March 2013

A Hope

I stayed in the silence of my heart.
Do you think of me sometimes?
Hoping this heart of mine being missed by you.

Sunday, 17 March 2013

A part of my journey

I was crushed to the ground.
Staring at the sky above me.
Thinking....
Why my legs feels weak and shaking.
Why my heart feels heavy and bleeds.
What am I suppose to do.
What am I suppose to feel.
Can my legs move and can I stand on my feet.
Can my heart heals and can I smiles again.
I move my fingers and touch my legs, feeling the muscles.
They are still good legs and still strong and firm.
Surely I can stand up on the ground though it's hard.
And I put my hand to my chest.
Feeling the heartbeat and the rhythm of my pulse.
Closing my eyes and looking back for the passion inside of me.
Surely it's somewhere inside never lost but lost in time.
It's just a part of life.
A part of my journey.


Believe in me

I may be weak right now.
I may be a loser right now.
Let time took me away.
Let me heals in time.
When the time comes.
I will stand up again as i will always do.
This is who I am.
I fall and I stand up again.
Stronger than before.
Bolder than before.
As always.
Believe in me.

A gift of love

Love will never let us choose.
Love itself is never a choice.
Let alone.
A person to fall in love with.
Mysteriously as it can be.
More mysteriously as it can get.
Looking at the horizon, endlessly.
There is no end to this world.
As there is no end to love and emotion.
This feeling is a gift.
A gift that choose it's receiver.
A gift that choose it's time and place.
But it's never the receiver's choice.
To choose or to make.
Being given this gift.
Is to cherish and to hold on to.
As the moment could be forever.
And forever could be a moment.

If it takes

A pain will never last long.
That's what I said to myself.
Comforting my own heart.
And my lips curve into a smile.
Am I lying to my self?
If it takes
Am I pretending to the world?
If it takes

Silently

I am whispering silently.
But my heart is shouting endlessly.
Hoping for the love that never come to me.
Can you hear my pounding heart.
That is beating hard for you.
Can you see my eyes.
That is looking soft at you.
But if I am a burden for you.
I will let my self to the door silently.
From afar I will be.
Silently in my own world.
Looking upon your world.

A fool is what I am

Tears drop from my eyes.
For some reason, I am a person that can't be loved.
As a fool I look my self upon.
As a fool I stand still with my heart.
Without a reason, my heart is beating for you.
How can I live with this feeling inside of me.
How can I leave knowing that I would die.
I closed my eyes tightly.
Breathing in deeply.
Feeling the emotion inside my heart.
Deeper than the ocean, higher than the sky.
If I expand my flame, it's around you that I will protect.
As a fool I will stand firm on this shaky ground.
As a fool I will I smile to the world around me.
As to love you is what I want.
A fool is what I am.

Friday, 8 March 2013

Learning

There are always a learning.
Find the learning or the learning will find us.