Into The Wind

“Everything that’s broke — leave it to the breeze. Let the ashes fall… Forget about me.”

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Feb. 28, 2017 • 12:05am

And then everything is constantly changing… Suddenly, everything is slowly drifting away; gradually. We cannot brace them, tie them, or keep them as ours. We can always cry and complain, but none of these will ever make them return back to the way they used to be. Because this time, whether or not it’s what we really choose… we only have one choice:

To let them go, and let them be.

The Sound of a Beating Heart

I would always remember it all– the random barks of the dog from the neighborhood; even the silent, whirling sound of the wind, the plane, the crickets… And well, I hate to say this– but yes. The sound of my beating heart.

Oct. 19, 2016 • 1:22am

And in times of me, being alone; as I lay here on my bed, in the middle of the night. And while the sun is still deciding whether or not it’s going to come out soon, because technically it’s already dawn but then again, it’s not morning yet… But here I am and I would always remember…– Remember everything. Remember it all too well. Every little thing that had complemented my disoriented soul and utmost loneliness. I would remember the crickets chirping from the outside; The sound of the plane while penetrating through the clouds… and the stars splattered in the sky. And then the air; –my only companion. I’d remember what was there. I would always remember it all– the random barks of the dog from the neighborhood; even the silent, whirling sound of the wind, the plane, the crickets… And well, I hate to say this– but yes.

–My breathing.

Metamorphic Spirit

…But it’s either you break free from the mold; or live the rest of your life inside that jar.

Oct. 19, 2016 • 1:55am

Change is such a painful process of peeling away your mask and revealing your skin with some parts of it being torn away; lingered onto what has left it and leaving you broken. It is both heartbreakingly overwhelming… and extremely terrifying. But it’s either you break free from the mold or live the rest of your life inside that jar.

Unpredictability is what Makes Me

I am a mix of every bits of unexpected things together and no one understands it… not even me.

Oct. 19, 2016 • 2:14am

My unpredictability is what makes me..

I am a mix of every shapes… and hue there is. Every burst of colors… every splatter of the ink. Every thunderstorm; and rainbows. Every wave of the sea… –and blow of the wind. And every kind of calmness and chaos there is. I am a mix of every bits of unexpected things together and no one understands it… not even me.

–Not even me..

Seek and Seize

Those magical identities and colorful secrets of infinity is present only for those who want to see…

Oct. 4, 2016 • 3pm

And I want you to remember that the world is an open sky… A vast place; with so many beautiful, and quirky things beyond. You can look up above and see nothing and everything all at once. But honey, I want you to know that the universe is open only for those who want to know it and to those who are willing enough to understand the boundless mysteries it can offer. Those magical identities and colorful secrets of infinity is present only for those who want to see. For the ones that are eager enough to discover; and the ones who are crazy enough to find out.

Briefly Love Story

10th June, 2016 • 4:54pm

Do you still remember,
When we float into the air,
And left our breath somewhere

Do you remember?
When you told me to look at the view,
But I was looking at you

Do you still remember,
The day I can’t forget
When you told me to smile, and I told you I can’t

Do you remember?
When we swam into the sea,
I was afraid to get drowned; but you’d never let me down

Do you still remember,
When the wind blew so cold that night,
We looked up above; and gaze at the starlight

Do you remember?
When we were outside; the sky was so bright..
You came closer to me, and you hold me so tight

Do you still remember,
When I looked into your eyes,
I came off a little shy; and you said it’s alright

Do you remember?
When the rain pours heavily that day..
You faced me and said, it’s not time for you to say

Do you still remember,
When I think I might just fall..
But didn’t wanna get hurt at all,

Do you remember?
When you said to me, “don’t worry”
Because you’ll be there for me,

Do you still remember,
When we tripped and fall; and we realized
It was Love, after all

Do you remember?
When you told me you Love me,
You’ll never break my heart, that’s what you promised me.

But do you still remember..
All those times you said you’d always stay with me..
Because that’s how much you love me

You said,
you’ll never leave.
But, baby

You just did

Melody and Melancholy

May 26, 2016

Melody and Melancholy
That’s what you are to me
You’re like a song that sings to me
But we should set our own souls free

And all those days that had gone by
I really miss to see your smile
But just like time, it all pass by
I shall really say goodbye

And I never knew this day would come
I wasn’t ready; but now you’re gone
And there’s so many things that still not done..
I’ll miss the home there, in your arms

And I must keep the things we do
But then I’d come running after you
So I pretend I don’t miss you
But a part of me, will always gonna be just you

So I write the words that would come up
But somehow, they’ll never be enough
You told me, “Never Give up”
And I must follow you, cause you’re the one I love

And I know all poem doesn’t always rhyme
Somehow, I can accept those things in time
But you’re always gonna be in my mind
And I’ll always find a way to feel just fine

And with this wound? There is no cure
We just move on when it’s over
And if there’s a way? I am not sure
But I want myself to feel better 

You’re the Melody and the Melancholy 
You should now set my soul free
But then I am the one who still clings to you, deeply
I think it can only be me, who can set myself free

I shall set my own soul free.