Category Archives: Anything Poetic
Mimpi
Kalau aku biarkan, rasa seakan-akan nyata.
Ini bukan kali pertama.
Aku nak sambungan.
Aku nak dia tahu.
Aku nak rasa ini sampai.
Aku nak kau tahu.
Aku cipta satu dunia.
Isinya kosong. Tiada tanda apa.
Hanya seluruh perasaan aku.
Untuk hidup sentiasa bermimpi.
Kerana jagaku kamu sangat jauh.
*yawn*
12:23 AM
Sun hurts my eyes..
As long as you don’t choose, everything remain possible.. but here me out love… u choose not to choose……….havent u still made a choice?
Gagal lagi (untuk berlaku jujur disini)
Tah kemana hilang semua ayat ayat jujur dari jiwa aku. Dah tak terkata mungkin. Aku tak tahu sekarang, rasa mcm aku dah bergerak kedepan. Tapi setiap kali aku cuba melangkah acap kali jugak jiwa raga diikat kebelakang. Menjadi jadi.Sampai demam. Tak pernah-pernah sampai demam. Memang gila.
4 tahun. Aku bagai dah lupa rasa dipersetujui. Aku dah lupa rasa dimengerti. Boleh ke nak tulis secara jujur ni? Rasanya dah sah tak boleh. Maaflah ye . Kadang berlaku jujur jugak satu kesalahan. okeh tutup cerita kronik jiwa ko jiji takda sapa boleh rungkai.
Kelas dah start sabtu lepas, 8.30 pagi hari yang patut aku rasa PENUH DENGAN KENANGAN BEST, jadi so-so. Takpalah. Itu la harga agaknya. Warghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sedihnyaaaaaaaaaaa hati aku. Macam C***ke je hati tgh sayu sayu satu komik pon tak mampu beli ni.
Apsallll komik kau mahal gilaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa!!
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I don’t want to grow up, i hate this grown up shoes!
I wanted to do something different..
I talk and write and think about everything. Everything I want to do, everything I think I . should . do – I ask it: Why..
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So it’s the start of the new chapter, September, I thought I would do it right this time. I want to write something completely honest, unfiltered thoughts and raw..hmm
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I’m afraid to admit that sometime I think, I feel lonely. I said I think ..
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I’m done pleasing people. I wish I could just shutdown. Just like you.
HAPPY THURSDAY, LOVELIES.. MAY IT BE GLORIOUS! If you’re in Japan or somewhere there, happy FRIDAY!
p/s: I am still rewriting my great love stories here.. and why is it so fucking hard!!!
My Nightwish Umbrella
Letting you go without any expression, as if it’s nothing -
I practiced doing that every day but it’s still awkward
I also practiced how to secretly cry while smiling but;
I feel like my trembling voice will give it away quickly.
Loving is probably hundreds and thousands of times more difficult than breaking up;
But I’m a fool that can’t live without you – what do you want me to do?
