Saturday, June 22, 2013

graduation

x







now that i face no more paper test
i wonder,
is my life now really a fest?









o

Sunday, May 12, 2013

countryside driving for two.


happy 1 year.

ja ciabie liubliu.



Tuesday, April 30, 2013

ketahuilah bahawa jiwaku dipenuhi amarah yang menggelegak ibarat muntah gunung berapi jika tidak bertemu kamu,
wahai wiraku.

Monday, April 22, 2013

melalui hari-hari yang gloomy buat sistem badanku lemah. ahh, manja. alasan semata. jadi hari ini aku bangkit dan decide untuk pergi berlari sehingga kaki tidak lagi mahu melangkah. dan aku terduduk kaku di tepi jalan. in the hope that all of my tears will dry faster in the sun, macam dalam lagu yuna tu.
adalah selama sepenanak nasi aku berehat, berteleku, dan mengelamun.
kemudian aku bangun dan pulang, mandi, dan memakai baju yang decent.
dan menggembirakan diri dengan memakai cologne yang aku beli di sarawak tempoh hari.

kemudian aku  taip ini.
sambil wondering betapa aku telah leka sampai mengendahkan keinginan jiwa yang dahagakan perhatian aku.
jiwaku sudah kosong dengan rasa. kini ia meronta memanggilku untuk kembali menjadi seorang manusia. bukan hamba.

Monday, March 11, 2013

his presence made my seated heart knocked at my ribs.
but instead of giving me uneasiness,
i felt an inexplicable cosiness.
often i found my fingers ran through his hair.
he would turn his head away sometimes,
just to tease me-
and we'd laugh out of it,
and i'd explore the invisible maze on his head.
he'd grab my hand-
hold it gently-
caress it soft-
and kiss it lightly.
he's sniff it once or twice.
and i just let him, watched him
with every attention.
i just let him tell me
how much he loves me
without voicing it out.

cos i know he does.  

Thursday, February 14, 2013

x





you hold me so close
that my world limits to you
where your scars become my stars.





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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Series of Our Stories 3f


I’ll trace your hands with my pulsating fingers
yours veins ever-glowing each time i run through them
like the fluorescence of the orange tulips
and I’ll study the fine lines on your palms,
like a fortune-teller, i foresee us in symphony
singing happily like a sweet melody.
the maestro is us, and the song is us,
and it’s just us – together.

The heart I give to you is yours to do
to love and to abuse
for darling – you beguile me
enchant me with spells no one could ever break
no one could ever break that other than you.
just you, my dear, and I love you,
ti amo, I do.