Robert Frost said;

"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words"

Saturday, November 17, 2007

friends

i have a friend.
he already has a soulmate
they have been together since day one and are still happy today

i have another friend.
he has been with two soulmates in his journey
and in the same time, he has gone through two heartbrakes

and then, there's me
single since day one.
all i have is these two friends who understand me the most
and i could not ask for more.

dedicated to my dudes Sokat and Beni. i heart them.

a change

i need a change of colour
i need a change of flavour
i need a change of style
i need a change of atmosphere
but i don't need YOU!

the other day

the other day, you and me made kites
but yours had not tail like me to fight
so i traveled here and there searching
just to make you satisfied and smiling

the other day, you were crying on the grass along the road
feeling sad, hurt and alone on the boat
not a single being stopped and came to your console
it was me who ran up and helped you become whole

the other day, your heart hurt and your eyes were red
wondered along the streets instead of being in bed
you beg for companion and true i was there all along
making sure that this wont happen for long

the other day, it was me who was in need
in need for warm hugs and caring words to eat
waiting for the familiar faces to appear and be with me
in the end, it was my only reflection that u could see.

friends do not dump on you. well at least true friends do not. but let say if they happen to do so, then i guess there's something not right somewhere in the friendship. so think about it.

biarkan

dia selalu keseorangan
sedangkan teman rancak bergembira
biarkan. biarkan saja mereka

apa guna berdua jika hanya menumpang
menggadai diri demi keperluan itu semua
biarkan. biarkan saja mereka

lebih baik sendiri dan berdikari
daripada berada dalam dunia yang bukan milik kita
biarkan. biarkan saja mereka

sometimes, its better to be alone then to be attached. its beter to depend on urself rather than depending on others. yes its sad but why be happy with something that in the end is not yours?

Friday, November 16, 2007

one word from me

one word - secrecy
that one word
it was meant for me, only me
but why did it came from you?

one word - trust
that one word
i gave it in all honesty to you
but you rather chose to turn back on me

one word - devastated
that one word
flood my visions and bring me cold
and there u stood with a happy smile

one word - goodbye
that one word
as heavy as it means, i just have to
it's the only way to set you and me free


sometimes it suprise us that someone so close to you turns out to be someone who act like they do not know you by digging into your personal matters. there's always a reason behind every act so why cant people be patient enough?

the way of love

how is it for love to come?
it always seems easy for some
but surely not for me, yes me!
for I've tried every single thing you see

I've sneaked and I've peaked to get
a glimpse at his act after the sun set
Boy, i could have been hurt or even caught
but being in love, this is not to be fought

I've tried asking him out on dates
but he rather focus on his grades
damn, studies come first, well, he's right
bad timing i guess, now lets not start a fight

Not just the look, he's also a scorer
yet still help and notes i tried to offer
'No thanks, it's okay' was his reply, even if i dared
in the end, a message from him saying he remembered and cared

so how is it for love to come?
it always seems easy for some
easy for not, I'm sure am having fun
who doesn't, if he is one's shining sun


this is dedicated to a friend of mine who somehow gainned my attention from the start and has a special place in my heart. forever will.

robek kisahku

aku ingat kau bekas tidak berlubang
yang mampu mengisi penuh hingga kembang
namun silap langkah ku atur padamu
tanpa melimpah, kau bocor dibelakangku

tidak kasihankah kau pada diri ini?
yang keseorangan terumbang ambing sepi
tidak punya harta sebanyak mereka
pada secebis inilah yang ku buai leka

namun tidak ku sangka tergamak diambil
dicuri, dirobek segalanya tinggalkanku terkebil-kebil
tidak kisah jika dimintanya semua
relaku beri walau harta sebenua

tapi, biarlah aku gapai pada ini satu
walau murah tak bermalap, ku junjung berbatu
apakah makna jika tidak lagi berharga
umpana kain putih dicemari merah sepekat saga

aku terkelu, tidak mampu berbuat apa
yang dicapai dan disimpan, sudah jadi milik siapa?
tentu bukan aku, kerna pasti semua sudah mendengar
membuat aku kembali ke asal yang malap dan hilang segar


no matter how famous or how open you are to your surroundings, there are some things that are meant not to be shared with others since we regard it as something sacred and personal so please respect people's privacy, even if its just a pinch of news which may not seem important, its still is, his/her privacy and she/he has all the right to it.

why?

why am i not feeling sleepy when i should be?
and not be in bed when the clock strike up to see?
why am i still lingering around when i should tuck in cosy?
why oh why am i an eyed bagged walking freaking zombie?
why am i still here when i should be there?
far away deep down and up above with people i care?
why do i witness blankets of dark blue changes to light blue, i dare
why do i refuse to count the lambs and stars two by two in pairs?
why should i be the last to hear and follow the toad's sound
and yet be the first to smell the fern's fresh drops of glass to the ground?
why do i have to be in the middle and blend in with two colours?
why am i mesmerized by it all yet it leaves me feelingless?
why are my eyelids open and wonders when it is already sore?
and bear the extreme pain when i can easily close for more?
why is it just me walking this journey not them nor you?
why does this walk interests only me who feels blue?
why am i not stopping when all i should be doing is resting?
and wonders why he loves not the tenderness that is waiting?
why am i not dreaming like the rest are doing?
why am i here talking to you when dreamland- i should be going.
i miss sleeping. i miss dreaming. but most of all, i miss snuggling in bed thruout the night. *pengsan*