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Saturday, April 27, 2019

Long run

I may run out of
I Love Yous
But believe me
I'm here
for the long run
and long run
aren't easy

18.3.2019

15.3.2019

we were saddened with a tragedy
it's been written in history
That the Hate conquers the world
Little love and compassion
was not the main causation
for this nonsense revulsion
they fought for salvation
yet buried deep
with bullets and bombs
unnoticed
unexpected
unfair

you claimed your land
that it was ancient
and burst in anger
when intruder build a mansion
this land is not yours alone
this land was built for mankind
not 'animals'; but humans
and it's merely terminal
soon will fade in black
with all our sins and cracks

what a shame
that so-called
principle you uphold
that legacy you proud of
is sickening and unfortunate
that this is a belief
you grew up with
what a shame
for us to see
this is the colour
you choose
to show me

here's a prayer
for all them wrongdoers
here's a blessing
for all the tragic victims
let's unite
than upbringing fright
this tragic misery
won't cause us the blight
with love and compassion
the reason for unison
let dark history
buried deep
and grew
serenity out of it

*this heart goes to all the family of the Christchurch victims.



Awkward

Deep inside
I know
I should
Find a spot
Put a dot
Leave a gap
Keep a distance
This Instance -
For unnecessary loop
that causes us croup

15.3.2019

Finally

Finally¬¬
is just a little
too late;
you should
have known that
from our very
first sight -

19.4.2019

Friday, February 22, 2019

Legit

She was legit
From her scorns
To her frowns
She yells
Whenever she horns
From the tip of her tongue
That slices deep wounds
She nails every attack
With a whip of her smack
Who can you blame?
The cause of her pain
A man once was "man"
Now gone left his name
She was legit
For a broken woman
She’s grown out of it


20.2.2019

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

14th


What is a valentine to me?
Just another
Ordinary Thursday
That might be heartache
Or maybe plain “okay”
But what different
Does it makes?
When I’m wide awake
In the midst of a shipwreck
Trying to unveil
This wicked braille
From your lips
Of proofread scripts

I want to murder
Every sound
Of your murmur
That squeals out
A Pathetic beggar
Begging for mercy
Oh mercy me
Gosh you’re such a coward
Bury yourself
With all that bragging
That turned soured

What’s the point
Of reassuring me
That this would be
A happy glee
When I am here
Pretending and acting
That the garden is blooming
And the birds
Is humming
When all the flowers
You’ve plucked
Is dead and dry
All the birds
Is bled and cried
Can you repeat the question?
What is Valentine again?

12.2.2019


Saturday, January 26, 2019

Questions

so many questions
I'm meaning to ask you
from why me?
why then?
why this? and
why now?
this heavy lifting
I felt inside me
keeps dragging
Me down
deeper underground

it caused me
my time
my mind
my soul
my heart as well
when you
made me fall
This heart, it fell
And when it breaks
lips flatten
eyes glisten
over and over
my heart breaks apart
but to you, it shines
like a fine art

and when you're gone
it questioned my song
these lyrics I've written
were no longer sweeten
rather bitten
with awful sour
painful agony
twined with memories
that once was ours

Therefore questions
I'm meaning to ask you
were the same reason
I'm meaning to tell you
that I rather let it be
Than wonder what it'll be
cause the more I know
the harder I'll grow
I hope you'll see
this part of me -
saying farewell
this questions; I'll quell

26-01-2019