01/03/2016

Just stay there
You are a memory to be forgotten.
A forlorn depiction hanging on a wall.
stood still with so much life
Dead through the eyes of the ignorant
Burning vigorously with an invisible passion.
Hiding the lonesome celebration of our hearts.
Supressing any stimulus which might led us to remember.
All the pleasant moments we shared.
Dont you dare say another word?
The sound of your voice carries a dark spell.
It is a destruction
It is my weakness
Will you trade your everyday occupation for being a mute actor?
Let my eyes do the admiring
Let my hands do the inspection
You are such a beautiful artistic being I would like to study
Fascinating indeed.
Let me first speak to your creator.
Then I will learn how to deal with you.

Between the darkness and the light

There’s an adventure to be explored,
Traveling through spaces which are bigger than I thought
The density of euphoria echoing within the confined spaces of my heart,
Singing a lonely song which reminds her of the love she felt for him,
The stars which suppose to drew her closer to the truth were no more
Vanished like a lost treasure,
Deserted her, seeking refuge in lonely-lifeless places
Faith helped her navigate
Finding a lighthouse felt like a far-fetched dream
In constant war with the self and the ideal self
Submitting to conflicts of the heart and what it desires
Sharing a bed with a beast which bites her vigorously
Looking for a place to hide
Leaving behind his scent that lingers through the atmosphere like a newly brewed coffee
The beast violently pulls the strings of an acoustic guitar to play a melody only understood by us
Perplexed by its lyrical content
Yet it makes us to dance till dawn
His flamboyant kindness becomes my escapism
The quarrel between the darkness and the light left me with an addiction
Addiction of hostile vengeance and interior motives
Which safeguard my heart from dangerously falling in love with him
The power to decide makes her feel at ease
She can decide either to give life or to kill.

Dear You

When silence comes crawling in our lives
A repressed memory is relocated within our present thoughts.
Words that never been said comes out sharply like a razor blade
An unforgettable picture becomes a constant reminder of our failure to succumb our differences.
Failue to embrace the naked truth hidden deeply in our hearts.
Build up a wall of ignorance between us
We treat each other likes strangers.
How can we let the beast to tear us apart,
Carry on with our live like nothing happened.
Left with no reason.
Allowed our lives to be dictated by changing seasons.
I cannot let things be…I can let go without a fight.
We can get through this melachony that torture us through the night.
Just give me a chance to make things right.
I just meed time to remove the beast from my sight,
One day we can dance under moonlight
Paint colourful memories through the night
Write your name amongst the stars
Make you mine.HOld you tight in my arms.
Promise you to be by your side
No matter how hard it can be…because I LOVE YOU.

The monster

Can the past predetermine the future?
Why is the past keep recurring in the present?
Thoughts I’ve made peace with everything,
A single memory can exhume the wrath which is woven with worrisome feelings,
The monster always look for ways to put us on edge
superficially torture our souls with rage
forces us to alienate ourselves from reality
putting us in an utopian cage
filter our lives with great pain
then make us to become slaves within our own skins
Penetrating its sweet vengeance through our wild cravings for ecstacies.
Promising to put the mind at ease
surely the process of forgiving is never easy.
Finding the root of our anger requires time
The rise of conflict imprison us with doubts,
Slowly undressing our ego,leaving our bare soul tto experience the coldness of melancholy which is trapped within our unconscious mind.
Instead of moving forward, we feel like we are turning backwards.
Moving back in time of cruelty
What do we do to deal with this destruction?
Clotting our purest thoughts wuth confusion
One day we shall conquer the evil notives of this monster.
Its power is depended on us
Saturated with false implications.
then we are powerful beings, we can break the walls which stop us from enjoying life to the fullest.

The urge to write

Haunts me through my sleep,
with thoughts that will forever remind me of the journey I once travelled,
Leaving behind traces of scars on my soft skin,
Feeling unhappy to look at my reflection on the mirror,
consuming my soul with grieve of losing a great part of me.
I have become a wanderer in my own place of birth,
Lost track with the familiarities that surround me,
Trying to rmember myself
My past experience, my ordinary life,my own memories which are entrenched with healing thoughts
I have lost it, lost it all…
Lost my former pleasures of writing,reading,long walks,quietness and wild eyes
Always pushing me to explore what lies beyond
Ignorance became my best friend,
Betrayed the courtesy of speaking the truth,
dealing with the cruelty of empty words which burns me inside,
Taking away my pride
consuming my thoughts within the ocean of lies
surrounded by dead seaweeds.
Tormented by the restless waves which pushes me afar
Blame thee for the loneliness I feel,
The coldness of the shore will forever remind me to be thankful of the sunrise
Lasting for a shortwhile
Given a chance to experience yet another day
I will survive the sadness which tortures me through the night.

Yesterday political soldiers

Luxuries adorn the pleasure of their greed
power is all they need…
money is on top of their list,
Feed their big tummies with lies and deceit.
taken by surprise,doing as they please,
serve the people with empty promises,
They call themselves soldiers while they had no military background
They adore to be chased
They could do anything to get praised
Rest easy upon superficial beds made comfortable by another men sweat
Hide their greed through the lace of stupidity
Thinking that we cannot see their ulterior motives that lies behind their innocent smile
convinced people that there are the only token to get a good life, to survive
leading people to great suffering
wrap their gifts with cheap talk
Blind the passive minds like evil guardians
People’s support compensated with the scent of their charm
Kept in spellbound of hallucinations
cheerfully listening to the sad melodies created by the cries of the people
Elevating thoughts of anger and hatred
they are talented liars
using people lives as lottery tickets,taking chances
forgetting that the sea waves do not float in one direction
beneath the sea lies the unknown
No man can anticipate
Yesterday political soldiers,
Pleasure seekers,corrupted minds
Hungry for power
Be careful not to get their disease
it is very contagious.

Power

The world is saturated with things we cannot control
The ideology of power is held by the law.
then who makes this laws?
loss of power is a terrible loss for all human kinds,
everyday we wish to sail through any challenges
Forgetting that our power comes with a standard,
Float above the ocean of our pain and sorrows,
Ensuring that everyman evaluate us as being strong.
Are you strong enough to carry all your burdens?
Are you made our of steel?
Are you unbreakable?
really you need to think about yourself
Being selfish van be a virtue of better understanding
stop pretending and start acting.