Tears are a sign of the start of a new life
Since birth
Our first tear shows that we're alive
So now
For every tear we fear to shed
Know that it is okay
Becuase we're starting again
Showing posts with label backin2015. Show all posts
Showing posts with label backin2015. Show all posts
Friday, 9 June 2017
Wednesday, 3 May 2017
Pesticides
Just like pesticides
Carrying diseases
That population is taking over this earth
Without us even realizing
We think we chased them away
But actually
They're already building their home
Beneath us
And maybe that's why sometimes
We get earthquakes
Because they're shaking our grounds
The foundation of our lives
That we didn't even bother building with our hearts
And when it shakes and trembles
That's when they conquer
Us
Carrying diseases
That population is taking over this earth
Without us even realizing
We think we chased them away
But actually
They're already building their home
Beneath us
And maybe that's why sometimes
We get earthquakes
Because they're shaking our grounds
The foundation of our lives
That we didn't even bother building with our hearts
And when it shakes and trembles
That's when they conquer
Us
Saturday, 1 April 2017
Halting light
My heart trembles
While you look at me
All the city lights
Shining at our shadow
The music stops
When they hear our love
The cars come to a halt
When they see your face shining in the light
Pausing their breath
To your cute dimples
While your soul
Traps my heart
In a place
I will never tell anyone
While you look at me
All the city lights
Shining at our shadow
The music stops
When they hear our love
The cars come to a halt
When they see your face shining in the light
Pausing their breath
To your cute dimples
While your soul
Traps my heart
In a place
I will never tell anyone
Friday, 25 December 2015
The beautiful space
Let's travel the world together
See the beauty in the little things
We'll usually miss
The gaps in things that might seem empty
But nothing less to the eyes we use to see
In every step we take
We'll keep learning
Let's talk about the things
That make us not so happy
The dreams we've never got to achieve
Time that stops while moving
Heart that stops while we're still breathing
Let's fill the space in our hearts
And make everything
Less empty
See the beauty in the little things
We'll usually miss
The gaps in things that might seem empty
But nothing less to the eyes we use to see
In every step we take
We'll keep learning
Let's talk about the things
That make us not so happy
The dreams we've never got to achieve
Time that stops while moving
Heart that stops while we're still breathing
Let's fill the space in our hearts
And make everything
Less empty
Tuesday, 15 December 2015
Spears
I see the spears in all of your eyes
Piercing through my mind
I swear I wouldn't cry
But I know it hurts inside
No matter how much I deny
I wouldn't dare to say that there was one time
No one looked at me with those eyes
Right into my mind
Piercing through my mind
I swear I wouldn't cry
But I know it hurts inside
No matter how much I deny
I wouldn't dare to say that there was one time
No one looked at me with those eyes
Right into my mind
Sunday, 29 November 2015
An empty blank
I see
The blank in your eyes
The pale in your lips
I thought I heard
You saying
Please save me
Why don't you all see
Me
Why don't you all even turn to me
I haven't been alright lately
I have been there for everyone
But now that I need someone
Where has everyone gone to
The blank in your eyes
The pale in your lips
I thought I heard
You saying
Please save me
Why don't you all see
Me
Why don't you all even turn to me
I haven't been alright lately
I have been there for everyone
But now that I need someone
Where has everyone gone to
Monday, 16 November 2015
What "Adult" sounds like
Now that I'm 18, the thought of being an adult scares me. It depends but some think that at 18 you're still a child, sometimes a teenager, and perhaps, already an adult. Adult, 1 word with just 5 letters, but it scares me. I don't know what is it like to be one. It's more than owning a house and perhaps a car, a job and a family. Maybe it's about taking up responsibilities, knowing what you're actually doing and so much more.
The humans of this world won't say, ''it's okay, you're still a child, you don't know everything about how the world works. We won't blame you for anything, just learn from this. Okay?'' Because now, everything is not okay, and it's changing to ''So now what? Am I a joke to you? Look at how old you are, I can't believe you don't know what you're doing, wake your idea man.'' And there again, you're supposed to have a hold of your life, have a happy family, a social life, a stable but high income job, luxuries, support for your parents, and the list goes on.
Basically, be successful and perfect in everything. Dreams? are out of the question. That's only for young kids or teenagers who still live in their own world, thinking that everyone can achieve their dream. All this time, it is just an illusion. In this world we live in, how many humans are actually doing what they love as their jobs? How many have the whole checklist up there ticked? How many.. are actually happy?
Dreams no longer exist explicitly, at most, hidden deep inside our hearts, knowing all we can do is imagine that it's happening, and that we're having the time of our lives. No longer do we need to be realistic, or be responsible for anything or anyone other than ourselves. This free world we live where we can do anything we always wanted to.
You see, the world expects so much of you, and sometimes, your best isn't good enough for anything or anyone. And sometimes, I wish I didn't know all this.
And maybe, I'll still live in that beautiful bubble of mine, thinking that everyone is happy and the world is beautiful.
The humans of this world won't say, ''it's okay, you're still a child, you don't know everything about how the world works. We won't blame you for anything, just learn from this. Okay?'' Because now, everything is not okay, and it's changing to ''So now what? Am I a joke to you? Look at how old you are, I can't believe you don't know what you're doing, wake your idea man.'' And there again, you're supposed to have a hold of your life, have a happy family, a social life, a stable but high income job, luxuries, support for your parents, and the list goes on.
Basically, be successful and perfect in everything. Dreams? are out of the question. That's only for young kids or teenagers who still live in their own world, thinking that everyone can achieve their dream. All this time, it is just an illusion. In this world we live in, how many humans are actually doing what they love as their jobs? How many have the whole checklist up there ticked? How many.. are actually happy?
Dreams no longer exist explicitly, at most, hidden deep inside our hearts, knowing all we can do is imagine that it's happening, and that we're having the time of our lives. No longer do we need to be realistic, or be responsible for anything or anyone other than ourselves. This free world we live where we can do anything we always wanted to.
You see, the world expects so much of you, and sometimes, your best isn't good enough for anything or anyone. And sometimes, I wish I didn't know all this.
And maybe, I'll still live in that beautiful bubble of mine, thinking that everyone is happy and the world is beautiful.
Sunday, 8 November 2015
Too precious
You may not hear
But that's only to protect you
From hearing the noises of this world
You may not speak
But that's only so you show it
Through your actions
You may not walk
But that's only to slow you down
In this fast-paced society
You may not see
But that's only to protect your beautiful eyes
To look at everyone with that heart of yours
All these happen
Not because you're not loved
But perhaps because you're too precious
But that's only to protect you
From hearing the noises of this world
You may not speak
But that's only so you show it
Through your actions
You may not walk
But that's only to slow you down
In this fast-paced society
You may not see
But that's only to protect your beautiful eyes
To look at everyone with that heart of yours
All these happen
Not because you're not loved
But perhaps because you're too precious
Thursday, 29 October 2015
The loudest whisper
If you believe in someone
They don't have to be everything
That is not believing anymore
Because you can see it
Believing is trusting in a hope
Even it seems like it's empty
The loudest little voice that whispers
''I believe in you''
Just like a white canvas
I see all that in you
That no one else sees
They don't have to be everything
That is not believing anymore
Because you can see it
Believing is trusting in a hope
Even it seems like it's empty
The loudest little voice that whispers
''I believe in you''
Just like a white canvas
I see all that in you
That no one else sees
Saturday, 17 October 2015
Umbrella
I stand
While the memories hit me like raindrops
And the wind blows coldly against me
Humans brushing by
But the umbrella no longer seem to protect me anymore
On sunny days
It just pierces through the umbrella
And hits me on my face
I look up
Only to see the umbrella disappearing
And all this time
I was just holding on to
Nothing
All I had was the handle
And I thought I was holding on to you
The umbrella
While the memories hit me like raindrops
And the wind blows coldly against me
Humans brushing by
But the umbrella no longer seem to protect me anymore
On sunny days
It just pierces through the umbrella
And hits me on my face
I look up
Only to see the umbrella disappearing
And all this time
I was just holding on to
Nothing
All I had was the handle
And I thought I was holding on to you
The umbrella
Wednesday, 7 October 2015
Surrounding
Listening to the crashing waves
Seeing little fishes swimming against the tide
With the company of the comforting wind
Rods leaning on the side
Birds flying by
And the beautiful smell of the ocean
All that beauty surrounding me
But inside
Knowing I can't stay for long
Seeing little fishes swimming against the tide
With the company of the comforting wind
Rods leaning on the side
Birds flying by
And the beautiful smell of the ocean
All that beauty surrounding me
But inside
Knowing I can't stay for long
Monday, 28 September 2015
Behind your smile
Behind your smile
I see more than your eyes
A lonely world
Surrounded by an empty space
A running film
Flashing across your eyes
No one else seems to notice
While I sit afar
Just looking into your eyes
I see more than your eyes
A lonely world
Surrounded by an empty space
A running film
Flashing across your eyes
No one else seems to notice
While I sit afar
Just looking into your eyes
Sunday, 20 September 2015
Game of life
You start off with almost nothing
Thinking it's all fun and games
A walk in the park
Without even knowing
You're levelling up
And now
You have new 'abilities'
This thing called walking
Running and jumping
Just like any other game
And you thought that was all
But it's more than that
You start to have allies
Along with a couple of enemies
Just like how it usually works
Fighting battles after battles together
Thinking you're a team
But that's just what you think
At the end of the day
Your allies
Are nothing more than computer generated characters
Those you thought you could trust
In the end
Turns out to be merely an illusion
And you're back to ground zero
Of course
That's not all
You get thrown around
Into the deep ends
Of emptiness
Fighting for what you thought you are
Only to realize
That all this time
Your greatest enemy was yourself
And everything else didn't even exist
Even your allies and enemies
All these
Was just your imagination
And nothing more than that
Now
Knowing you stand alone
Forever
Thinking it's all fun and games
A walk in the park
Without even knowing
You're levelling up
And now
You have new 'abilities'
This thing called walking
Running and jumping
Just like any other game
And you thought that was all
But it's more than that
You start to have allies
Along with a couple of enemies
Just like how it usually works
Fighting battles after battles together
Thinking you're a team
But that's just what you think
At the end of the day
Your allies
Are nothing more than computer generated characters
Those you thought you could trust
In the end
Turns out to be merely an illusion
And you're back to ground zero
Of course
That's not all
You get thrown around
Into the deep ends
Of emptiness
Fighting for what you thought you are
Only to realize
That all this time
Your greatest enemy was yourself
And everything else didn't even exist
Even your allies and enemies
All these
Was just your imagination
And nothing more than that
Now
Knowing you stand alone
Forever
Tuesday, 15 September 2015
More than flowers
Flowers are like people
Fake flowers
Look good on the outside
But they're not real
And were never once alive
Real flowers
Have beautiful aspects
But too have some flaws
Just like real people
Needing maintenance
Sun water and love
But when they bloom
It's the most beautiful thing ever
Fake flowers
Look good on the outside
But they're not real
And were never once alive
Real flowers
Have beautiful aspects
But too have some flaws
Just like real people
Needing maintenance
Sun water and love
But when they bloom
It's the most beautiful thing ever
Monday, 31 August 2015
Collector: Tears
This world wants to collect all of our tears
And every jar it fills
It just laughs a little inside
And yet
There's someone out there
Who would do anything to make you smile
So when you found that someone
Draw them close
Into your embrace
And don't ever let them go
Ever
And every jar it fills
It just laughs a little inside
And yet
There's someone out there
Who would do anything to make you smile
So when you found that someone
Draw them close
Into your embrace
And don't ever let them go
Ever
Sunday, 23 August 2015
Ignite: A fireplace in the winter
It's funny how humans reject
Those that seem different
When in fact
They are special
It might take a lot for us
To just
Smile
But they smile the brightest
And ignite a fire
Just from the simplest things
Warming up the entire world
Just like a fireplace
While we're the winter
That colds the heart
And harden smiles
Don't you think
We should think
About what we're thinking
We see them as aliens
But they're only human
And perhaps To them We are the aliens Do you think they want to be born this way Not understanding so much in this seemingly simple world Don't you think they deserve the most love And your smile
:)
And perhaps To them We are the aliens Do you think they want to be born this way Not understanding so much in this seemingly simple world Don't you think they deserve the most love And your smile
:)
Friday, 14 August 2015
Circling circle
Life is like a circle
There are infinite points until
It's almost like there's no point in life
There's no start or end
And maybe we've gone everywhere
But nowhere at the same time
Thinking we know where we're heading
When all this time
We're just
Circling in circles
There are infinite points until
It's almost like there's no point in life
There's no start or end
And maybe we've gone everywhere
But nowhere at the same time
Thinking we know where we're heading
When all this time
We're just
Circling in circles
Tuesday, 4 August 2015
Darkest light: Blent
We
Blind to our own blindness
Deaf to the calls of help
Silent to the loudest cry
Will we
Let our little heart grow
Or continue to walk
In this darkest light
Blind to our own blindness
Deaf to the calls of help
Silent to the loudest cry
Will we
Let our little heart grow
Or continue to walk
In this darkest light
Tuesday, 28 July 2015
Someone's eyes
I've walked the path
That I didn't go
Hear the voices
Of those I don't know
Now that my eyes have opened so wide
I'm afraid to look into someone's eyes
Knowing that they cried
And that someone has to die
Inside
That I didn't go
Hear the voices
Of those I don't know
Now that my eyes have opened so wide
I'm afraid to look into someone's eyes
Knowing that they cried
And that someone has to die
Inside
Saturday, 18 July 2015
The book: Friendship
Let friendships bring us a long way
Where smiles turn into wrinkles
And until our hair turns white
Till the time our legs are weak
But if one day it expires
I'll renew that book
To read our stories again
Where smiles turn into wrinkles
And until our hair turns white
Till the time our legs are weak
But if one day it expires
I'll renew that book
To read our stories again
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