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She


‚Äč”She likes glancing at the moon,
She loves to hums the retro songs,
Her heart believes in the magic of true love,
Her eyes reflects somethings untold.
They say she is born in different era,
Her thoughts are ancient and gold,
She is trying to fit in this present time
But her heart and soul resides in old.
She knew few things will change her life forever,
She knew that it would be difficult to handle,
Yet she choose to be her,
In world full of copy and pastes,
She is trying to be real again
She is the wild fire, free and uncontrollable…”

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Note to self.


Will people understand me? My words? Will they read me? What will they feel? Relatable or unrealistic? These questions cross my mind every now and then.

I don’t want to live the kind of life, everyone around me are living. Scheduled, timed and monotonic to be glued to specific boundaries and limits. I don’t want to be those kind, maybe I can’t be. I wasn’t born to be like them. I feel like the wind, the air, omnipresent but not still. I wanna be around everything, learn everything and anything new. I wanna explore. I wanna know. I want to learn, be inspired. I also want to give, to teach, to guide, to inspire.

I can’t be stuck between the real me and the survival me, who is just being another human who is competing with everyone in this crazy world and society. I don’t want to prove or show anyone, anything. It never bothered me. Yeah, to my parents? Yes. Always.it always did and does…

But until when??? 

If I wanna live real, I need to speak. If I want an extraordinarily life, I should be ready to face the end number of difficulty and downs. If I want to fly, I should not fear of falling from high. I need to gear up my everything, my every cell together and energize.

One of the prove of my courageous decision was to get ink on my skin for lifetime. That was my decision without fearing for the consequences from my parents. I was brave enough that time, I guess. When I was younger, I feel I was more liberal and stronger than now. I fell in love without fearing of heartbreaks and disappointments. Whereas nowadays, a pinch of fear shadows around me all the time.

My voice needs to be clear again. My thoughts needs to nenefree free. My words need to be beautiful and real. So again, my heart could understand what it wants. I need to fall in love again… I need to live. I need to be free…even from myself, I feel.

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SMILE AGAIN.


Pathways I crossed,
Gave clues of your presence,
You were with me
Or it was just my instance.
But I don’t care anymore,
Because they make me smile though.
All I can understand now is,
Mere your name has the power to make me smile again…

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Smiling again

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I feel like a windmill


I am standing still,
On the path where you left me last.
Gazing at the streetlights,
Passing each night with a hope to see you again.
Even your smallest thought,
Spins the windmill in my heart…(oh yeah)
Your memories make a tornado,
And make my life converse…
Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is blowing me off….
Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.

Come and kiss me back and bring me to life…
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.

I am done dying for you,
I am done with the patience to wait.
Thinking about the days of the past,
I doubt that you have ever even loved me…(oh yeah)
Your memories make a tornado,
And make my life converse…

Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is blowing me off….
Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.

Come and kiss me back and bring me to life…
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.
Baby, come back to me….

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Love me tonight!


Hold me closer to your chest,
Let there be no space between us,
Grab me tightly around my back,
Let your skin and mine be one…
Love me tonight in my dreams,
Ohh baby I am missing you….
Kiss me tonight when I am deep asleep,
Ohh baby I wanna remember you, again.

Love me tonight…
Kiss me like you have never before,
Show me your annoyance and pain,
The harder you love, the more you repair our love… my love.
Love me tonight,
Love me tonight, may it be in dreams…
Just lust me tonight when the darkness hides away,
When only you can feel me and touch me all your way,
Just love me tonight…
Don’t wake me up, let me sleep.
Love me tonight… just love me in my dreams…

I know it’s even harder for you to stay away from me,
Missing me and wanting me…
Reality had built up many walls of egos and ignorance,
In dreams I am all yours and nobody to question you for loving me again…
Just love me in my dreams,
And you will never see me crying for you ever again… I promise!
Just keep loving me in my dreams…

Love me tonight,
Love me tonight, may it be in dreams…
Just lust me tonight when the darkness hides away,
When only you can feel me and touch me all your way,
Just love me tonight…
Don’t wake me up, let me sleep.
Love me tonight… just love me in my dreams…

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It’s not about a rose.


Single rose from you,
Years back made me go crazy for you.
Starting days for our relationship,
But you never missed any chance to show your love.

You wanted to make it different and memorable,
So you gave me levels of roses at different intervals of time that day,
Remember that smile on my face,
When from white to yellow and then to pink and then the red rose you offered me at the end of the day.

The petals of roses made that afternoon remarkably romantic,
Do you remember???
We shared ourselves to each other and
made us go more close in that summer.

Roses always had a strange power to make us fall in love again and again,
It always was a reason to make our attachments more strong.
So why don’t you gift me few roses again???
Make me again fall in love with you.
I wanna embrace you again with that smile,
Which came when u gifted me a rose of divine.

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He feels good as a stranger.


I don’t wanna see him, ever…
Because he feels good as a stranger.

His voice seems like I knew him from ever,
His words are like he knows what’s in my heart,
He pretty much knows what’s going on between us,
But I feel he is not that good for me.
He will make me fall for him again,
He can make me believe in it again,
He can totally make me go from down to high,
So I don’t wanna see him, ever…
Because he feels good as a stranger.

I like the way we talk whole night,
I like the way he laughs,
I like the way he makes me smile,
Laughing out real after a really long time…
So I don’t wanna see him, ever…
Because he feels good as a stranger.

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Nothing is more beautiful than your memories.


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Nothings is more beautiful than you,
Nothing is more real than your memories.
Sometimes I do make a try to not remember our days,
But nothings is more worth than living in our past old days…
Hiding from the world,
When self conscious confronts me,
I can’t disagree that
I wasn’t totally right!
I thought we were not meant to be together and
We will never miss each other ever,
Realizing now that I am still missing you.
Only I am… I guess.

No matter where you are,
You might be having hiccups,
I am smiling thinking about us,
And how stupid was our breakups.
I understand and wanna love you again,
I wanna treat you like a princess,
I wanna build up a castle for us this time,
That’s all I wanna confess.
Nothing was more valuable than your kisses,
Nothing was more precious than you.
Flying away from reality and am dreaming again,
But in real I know your loving your new life without me and
This time it’s Only me!!!

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