Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Last






Last
What does it brings?

Last
Remain forever
or the final forever?

When is the last time I celebrate my glories?
Where are those glorious days which I hope to last?

When is the last time I see my smile?
Where did we create our smile and vow for each other?

At last, we don't last forever
Things will change
Yet remain the same

We are not made to last
Someday, somewhere
Heaven or hell awaits us

Today is the last of a pathetic calendar
Today is our last which enter into the past
May faith lasts forever

May faith and love lust for me
When it is my last


Faith...Hope...Love..or Words?



Words are elusive in the world of darkness
Or rather it is me?
Who are becoming my worst enemy and floating miserably?

Cries of the heart. Dry tears. Silence.
Only Pain and Me present in this purple room
The battle that no one could fight on my behalf.

Were I wrongly made?
Am I curse or am I a blessing?
Am I living in the right time?

What's the purpose behind my making?
Is he protected because of me?

Don't ask 'Why'?
Ask 'How'?

I am sorry, I am still a seeker
Hunting for reasons behind everything
And so I insist 'Why' after so many years.

I believe there is a cause for everything,
I care for the cause more than the effect.

You whisper Love but my doubts reign and chain
I yell distrust, anger and bitterness
Nothing can be hidden
I am still clueless as ever

What is Faith?
What is Hope?
Do they go together?

Is Love love?
Is Love powerful?
Is Love a hero?

How do we know Love?
Words?
Acts?
Both?

Perhaps, faith is more powerful.
Faith leads you. Incapable to fail.
If we trust each other,we need no words.













Sunday, June 15, 2014

ANTARA PERJALANAN DAN DESTINASI

確認された?混乱?
何が正しいの?何が悪いのでしょうか?
私は自分自身を信頼することはできますか?気持ち?
いや、彼らは変化する - 年、月、日と時間。
いや、言葉はあまりにも信頼できません。
私は、あなただけで他には何を信用していないのに役立ちます。

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YO-VPeNBS88

Friday, February 21, 2014

Finally the day arrives

I know this is coming.
It took me so long to know and discover what happens during those unseen years.

Although time flies, it doesn't change much it seems.

The seed is yet to bloom. No crop to harvest.

How could this be with the march of time?

I am afraid to fall. I have fallen many times.
Obviously, self-help is the best remedy when you fall.
Someone could lend their hand to you but you gotta  stand on your own eventually.
You 'll realise that at the end of it, there's only you and no else behind or before you.


Double happiness is akin to three wounds. I know about it. I am expecting it.
Yet, I am not ready to deal with it.