Everything beyond words.

Sunday, May 29, 2016

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A life-time love.

Somebody asked me,

"Is it a temporary feeling?"
Staying next to the door. 
Waiting for a call from the other side of the door. 
Knock. knock. knocking from outside.

L.VE.
Created with huge feelings.
Expressed with laughs.
Covered with a thousand white lies.
Remembered with a song.

Are you okay?
Tears just fell from the edge of your heart.
Listen to them!
Cry them out loud!
Stop them!
Don't!

Hey! I am a smile.
Sitting next to the warm river.
Flowing down through the village.

Am I?
Am I the one?
Am I worthy enough to ask for it?
For a life-time love that will never come to me.
That will never say hi to me.
I want to stop hoping for it.
Nevertheless,
I am no one.

Goodbye.
See you another day.
Or maybe not.

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Have you ever known someone?

Have you ever known someone?

Someone who has a big heart.
Someone who spent a great time for his beloved one.
Someone who cared with her.
Someone who has never sincerely rejected her.

Have you ever known someone called "he"?

He lied when he said that he just did not care.
He lied when he spent a moment of happiness for others.
He lied when he laughed out loud in the midst of silence.
He lied when he said that he was okay.
He lied for himself. He lied for us.

Have you ever known someone?

Someone.
Someon.
Someo.
Some.
Som.
So.
S.
Next to S.

Friday, May 27, 2016

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It falls: another half.

There was a time when I went into the garden of life. I saw a lot of fruits inside a basket hidden behind the bushes. How could I see it? I did not know either. It was just a glimpse of mind thought at that moment.

There was a time when I got into a heavy car. I sat at the left side of the driver. I did not know who the driver was. I grabbed a bottle of coke behind my seat. Was it cold? Kind of. The driver sent me to a small town house. It was green and yellow. Just a combination of those two colors. Looked so weird, yet okay. I met the frustration, the king inside it. I set the time on the clock hanging on the wall It suddenly moved so fast to another day. Terrible! Horrible! I screamed out loud inside the house. Wanted to jump off the window. The window was shut by the king. I was going insane speaking to the wall. Was it alright? Yes, yes, no, yes, no.

There was a time when I visited a circus. Pinkish-blue perhaps. Nothing inside.

There was a time when I fell into a deep valley. A bit dark inside. Lights were still on. A guy screamed out loud. Not a guy. A lady perhaps with a pink dress on. No. I forgot. Nevermind.

Now it is the time for it to fall.
It falls.

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It falls.

I may have gotten into this kind of situation very often.
I could not write much.

It just falls.
After a moment of truth.
Begins to reveal itself.

To be continued.

Saturday, March 26, 2016

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I ain't writing for you.

At least not for a particular glance.

Every single word is merely an expression of my feeling that is unspoken to the world.
Some may say that I am outspoken.
However,
life does not have any absolute case, does it?
Well, Him only.
I created it for a reason like how they happened for reasons.
Not for you, definitely not.
Not for me, definitely not.
Not for them, definitely not.

You may interpret every word by your own.
One thing to bear in mind, however,
there is none to be blamed for it.

You may find no meaning behind it.
Two things to bear in mind, however,
a meaning will remain a meaning, and
a meaning is apparently what is in your mind.

You may mock the me after all.
Three things to bear in mind, however,
they
aren't
yours
.