off the scene

if only photos could capture thoughts, moods and feelings..

instead they freeze a minute of laughter,

a second of a smile,

on a good day
with happy people.

no one takes a photo of a lonely rainy day after,

when the smile fades and the room is empty.

and so if they don't really know us,

they would think we are plain happy as ever.

the repeat

it bites me to think

i'll be doing it over again...

this time, not with you.

trail

i go forth

yet there are still echoes of you along the way.

shadows of you i come across.

until it is your true voice i hear calling.

your real face i see in front of me.

i go forth never stopping now.

fate

everything has its purpose.
you and me in the middle of this nonsense thing
has its own reasons.

pitfall

sometimes i rather wish..

you don't have time to see me.

don't think of calling.

forget talking about me.

that way..

i don't need doing an old habit,

sharing usual favors...

remembering what we are.

it doesn't feel any better..

to do something right..

yet feel something wrong.

sad face

 

the boundaries of you and me
is the smile on your face.

i cannot seem to give.
(or) you cannot seem to show.

loose ends

it worries me that once your gone.
you'll take my heart along with you..

that means my words.
my thoughts.
my sanity.

you can move on dear.
don't drag me along.

something wonderful

the breaking dawn greeting a new morning.

the light cold breeze, whispering an eternal promise.

a familiar face which i devote.

a warm hand where i surrender.

a firm touch which i concede..

as the lovely sun watching and the day waiting...

i renew my faith and say my vows..

one fine day..one new life..

rest day

my laziness,

silence,

absence...

bear with me.

give me a chance to finally enjoy a (life) break.

feedback

why do i get the feeling that people expect me

to feel something more than an acknowledgement,

to say something more than 'it's okay',

to react something more than a smile.

could anybody simply get me?

i heard it,

i understood,

but i could not say anything else more than my smile.

i am not a dumb mute,

making a bitter silence.

yours is just a loud call,

creating an empty broadcast.

so tell me..what is there to say?

foreshadows

i was here.

i was never gone.

i just lost you along the way.

closed case

i was just waiting for that fine day.

i was just waiting for your right time.

and all you needed was to tell me,

like what you have promised.

yet you did all these charades for all to see.

you have succeeded catching my attention.

my attention to finally ignore you.

i have to stop waiting now.

you don't have the right time.

you're not ready for a fine day.

happiness is

it is said that happiness is personal..

an intuitive case.

an abstract of once mind.

happiness..

defined by those who analyze it

found by those who seek

felt by those who give

be creative.

be wise.

be a natural.

(and) be happy.

new year

one step away from you

one hop nearer to the other.

and i realized..

sometimes,

not everyone who went perfectly together

would end up as lovers not even friends.

 

not everyone could ever please anyone

even how much they wanted it to be.

 

not everyone would do the good thing

in the right way.

 

not everyone could ever be the first

to lower down and give up on pride.

 

not everyone could give love

and give up love that easy.

 

the year had given bitter sweet memories.

what happened all passed.

what awaits shall pass as well.

i am here.

with a chance.

that is all that matters.

now.

we go on.

and move with the beat.

rock 'n roll.