I’ve reached a quarter
Three more pieces of Pie left
Was there any bitterness to be remembered?
Or was it too sour?
Probably it lacks of salt
Don’t add too much sugar
Honey is good for your body
Apple could add the flavour
Avoid eating it fast
Enjoy each bite of it
Taste the differences
Just don’t go overdo it
There are lots to come
There are lots to do
Don’t settle for less
Just do what you can do
Niwey, happy belated b’day to my self
25…fiuhh..
Cheers.
I was hallucinating
I might be dazzled by its shine
Pretending it gazed back to me
Invited me dancing in the florescence of twilight
Given rise to those shallow dreams
Red thread hopelessly seeking its end
Fear and panic overwhelming the senses
Where is the Polaris aiming at?
You cast a charm when the fool moon back
I lost into the dark of your mystified eyes
Please, wake me up from this sleeping awake
to reveal the unspoken truth hidden beneath the lies
The blindfold is set just so the darkness would go away
Screaming of whispers people that are just pretending
Who should you trust?
The blindfold is set so the light would come into the way
A dying soul renascent but can only crying
Why is it still dark?
A silence clown who wants The Joker’s dream
Smile with tear drop near the eye
Why does no one notice?
*created while listening to Sing for Absolution – Muse and Megalomania – Muse
i always wondered, did it found me first or was it me who found it?
a magical mirror showing a shadow of mine.
when eternity only last in the smile of the sun.
where stories come and go by the wishper of time.
like a never ending attraction.
a strange shadow of mine.
a twin like we would never get separated.
yet we knew we would never have the same rime.
chains that shackled souls from their freedom.
hesitation that binded birds from flying.
knowing the end of it has come.
but stranded in aversion of departing.
the sadness greets the window.
the moon hides behind its shadow.
when will the rain stop?
the crack of boundary only put tears in result
but the little princess screaming out loud, affraid
keeping the butterfly surrounded hopelessly in her hands
counting the stars in milky way
and the sun knows the earth is still revolving and changing
and the north star never tired led the wanderer in his way
the dawn is approaching
for the last time, a never ending attraction
dreaming of a story of twin spica
but she let the butterfly spread its wings and fly
accompanied with the soft smile of wind
two steps back were taken
the fox leaved the little prince
and the little prince leaved the fox
headed to each path they have choosen
the mirror is waiting in the silent
for another never ending attraction
dedicated to : Little Prince and Little Princess, The Butterfly and The Fox..wherever you are
 | melasari on Stubborn |
 | Zenal on Stubborn |
| melasari on Goodnight |
 | Arief Kurniawan on Goodnight |
 | melasari on Chase and trap |
