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Memories

It’s been sixteen years
Loong and hollow

There’s day it was unbearable

But then there’s day I hardly remember

Mind is like a mesh

Remember certain things 

And forgot others

I was afraid I’d forget

So I have you everywhere

In pictures

in wall

in wallet

in your old book recipe 

In your handwriting

That’s how I keep you alive

By remembering

By baking

By cooking

Because only then I can meet you through memories.

Unfair

image

One being said
Was different from
One being felt

I was cry for you
I was cry for him
For you to feel the unfairness
That was totally denied
Totally unacceptable
For him to have feel the unfairness
That should name of love
Totally bullshit love

One being said
Was different from
One being felt

I was cry for you
I was cry for him
For you my ache gone deeper
That I didn’t remember mine
Only yours
For him to have drag down
That I have so much bitterness for
Only you

One being said
Was different from
One being felt

I was cry for you
I was cry for him
For you to have gone through all
The bullshit that I have to witness
That crashing down your life
For him to have one undefined
Role that let you be swept by waves
That limiting your life

One being said
Was different from
One being felt.

Sleepyhead

ph: galaxy-is-my-limit

Sleeping sleeping

How many time do you need for sleeping

So will you wake up brand new

And ready to sink in

New day new life new challenge

Sleeping sleeping

You always sleeping

And will you end up sleeping

Many seconds of many minutes of many hours

Leaving me bearing of you sleeping

Sleeping sleeping

I hate it when your life is all about dreaming

In the morning in the day in the night

So you might be seeking

For anything but sleeping

Sleeping sleeping

Ain’t no beauty sleeping

Or probably the beast roaming

And leave aching

Of living

Sleeping sleeping

You should stay sleeping and beautifully dreaming

But that ain’t no life

and you’ll never survive

More Than Home

ph: vk.com

I want to have a house

One-story or two-story

No matter what I want to have a house

A house that my house

Not your parents’ house

Or my parents’ house

I want our house

where I could walk buck-naked

After our long love-making

Or after I went for shower

Or when I cook for your meal

Or when I am dancing like nuts

I want to have a house

That I don’t have to worry

Whether to wear short pants

Or in my panties

Or in my see-through lingerie

Or even in a boxer and over-sized T-shirt

Without being judge

With a smirk

With a leer

With a mock

I want to have a house

One-story or two-story

No matter what I want to have a house

A house that my house

Not your parents’ house

Or my parent’s house

I want our house

With our only little kitchen

My only little kingdom

With one or two small bedroom

My fitted-queen-sized-bed bedroom

With our crappy shower

My hot-and-cold shower

I want to have house

One-story or two-story

No matter what I want to have a house

A house that my house

Not my your parents’ house

Or my parent’ house

I want our house

Where I can moans and groans

I want to have a fucking goddamn house.

Invidia

WP_002250I know I shouldn’t have to

Feel as if I didn’t own it

Where I actually did

I feel jealousy

Because people look at you

And not me

Because people see but me

I hate you

Because all my insecurities

That tore me

and All I blame with profanity

O fools me

I know I shouldn’t have to

Think as if I am the only who deserve it

Where I actually not

I feel a pang

In my heart

Because I blame you and me

And the people before me

I hate them

Because they are my insecurities

That cracks me

and All I do more stupidity

O silly me

O devil I no desire on kneel you

Share Your World – 2013 Week 19

Share Your World – 2013 Week 19

On a vacation what you would require in any place that you would stay? Question came from Wanderings of an Elusive Mind

Beach, for sure, and beautiful tranquil surrounding. You can consider myself as young but recently I wasn’t a fan of backpacking or touristic things. I’ve changed the way I define vacation so there’s no more rush but more like leisure and pleasure.

If you were or are a writer do you prefer writing short stories, poems or novels?

I’ve been reading poems since I was in high school and if I piled it, it’ll make one decent poems book. But I do really want to write a novel. I just don’t find it easy and I will hit myself in a dead end. It will last to three to four pages because I can’t control the flowing of the ideas, the words, the plots and it drives me crazy. I have one folder in my computer consist of unfinished or maybe barely-start novels.

What’s your favorite song of the moment?

Any kind of cover music Mike Tompkins did or do.

and

Titanium by David Guetta feat Sia

If you were to buy a new house/apartment what is the top items on your wish list?

First house maybe not as perfect as I dream of but first house will always memorable. I hope me and hubs will be able to have it by next year. So, let’s see what I have on my top wish list:

  • Decent but beautiful kitchen with bar and fully furnished
  • Walk in closet and showers
  • Front and back yard

It’s been a busy week and thank u again Cee your questions can make me rest and smile for a while.

.Cheers.

Forgo

It’s not that I don’t like you
or I don’t love you
For the past couple of years
I live in fear
And no way can I bear
It’s not that I don’t grateful
of how life teach me lesson
In order to make me stronger
It’s just me
That’s different from most other life
I wish I could marry
Someone who I want to be with
To fall head over heels
With a man I could roll my eyes
Talk shit and cuddling
Where I don’t have
To fulfill responsibilities.
I carried heavy backpack everyday
Filled with rocks
Mountain rocks
Whilst I suppose sea rocks
Every problem weight twice more
It’s not their fault
It’s just me
That’s different from most other life
I want have tats
Married a hopeless romantic brawlers
Inhabitant at coastal meadow
Just the two far from other
With no rules
No boundaries that bond us
best without social pressure
I don’t want more responsibilities
My backpack is heavy
In need to share some weight
Some pain
Some pressure
Some craziness
To make my backpack lighter

So I could live longer

I Wish I Could Be….

ph: spacephish

……everything I want to be
Without thinking responsibility
And all common normality
I had OCD
I like clean and neat
Like you like chocolate and ice cream
I make movies
Thinking how to kick you
Or even butterflying you
What I can do
I don’t know what make me
I think you
you
All of you
And all your tiny little miss
Of how people are different
Like me
No you think you
Always right
And I am wrong
I am not sick
You are
Don’t tell me
Don’t judge me
Don’t mock me
Cause you don’t know me
I wish I could be
Everything I want to be
Without thinking responsibility
And all common normality

Closure

My life in a square
Sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
Everything looks sharp
Angle by angle
That actually dull
Of repetitious action
Sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
over
and over
and over
Again
My life in a box
Three times three times three
Filled with  
sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
No room left to breath
Of relishing things
Aside of
sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
It’s stuffed with my own sound of
sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
Choking by
sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
I wish I could ask more
Than
sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
It’s fucking
and screwing
and vanilla-ing
I wish I could enough
But I am enough
Of square, box, of cube, of equilateral
Of sleeping, cuddling, rolling, watching, reading
I am fucking
triangle
Now

Unbearable

ph: piccsy
I am me
You are you
This is me
That is you
I am here
You are there
This is mine
That is yours
I need to
I have to
I must to
Draw line of boundaries
Not to choke me
or
even kill me
But to put me ease
I no want what yours
I want what mine
But I was choked
I was killed
Killed by curiosity
Killed by the wall
Killed by the boundaries
I want to get free
I want to be free
I want to break free
Of boundaries that killed me
That chokes me
That made me
Unbearably in pain
Of getting what you want
And no getting of what I want
I want
Please
Be free
of you
.
.
.
of me