Tag Archives: half-confessions

While listening to Bon Iver’s Skinny Love on iTunes.

What? I take beauty too literally?

I’m blind when it’s brutal love in front of me?

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Ode buat Nobody.

Dia sering berada dalam tidurku.

Walau hanya pada ujaran watak-watak mimpi

atau niat bersua tak kesampaian.

Harus ku lepaskan.

Dia mengganggu tenang nafasku.

Walau terbakar hangus sekali lagi

atau jauh hanyut kesesatan.

Takkan ku biarkan.

Pergi dari tidurku o bayang.

Bukan kau yang ku sayang.

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A Distraction for A (It’s Gonna Be OK)

We’ll try and we’ll try and we’ll try

That’s what we do what we do what we do

We’ll get by might get by must get by

What is true will be true must be true

Yes we fall

but we get up.

You’ll still be

my buttercup (chewah)

We’ll try and we’ll try and we’ll try

That’s what we do what we do what we do

We’ll get by might get by must get by

What is true will be true must be true

i wont drown myself in the ocean for starving myself at the table

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What, it’s ’08?

It’s mid January and only now have I got sense of the movement of time. How days vanish into years into the vestiges of collective memory. When you’ve wronged people, you’ll drown yourself in a stagnant, stinking pool of guilt and self-doubt. That’s where I was. Like driftwood albeit not really drifting but becoming flotsam amongst painful memories that just floats around me and won’t even budge an inch regardless of how hard I try to push them away.

The fact of the matter is, they won’t go away. They’ll haunt me and they’ll remind me of how I can be a complete and utter fool sometimes. Okay, most of the time. And I’m beginning to accept that and I’m prepared to let it help me become a better person, worthy of trust and love again.

It’s not only heartening but a downright miracle that I’m still surrounded by people I love and cherish. People who demonstrate their love through acceptance and forgiveness. Although I can only dream of redeeming myself in their eyes again, I’m lucky enough to receive the trickle of love that they bestow upon me. I’m eternally grateful for that.

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Welcome back Princess Purple Starfish. May you fare well in your quest for the elusive and enchanted daun kesum!

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