Hey Yats, are you there??

Yes*, he will always answer back..


That's where I got his nickname
He always STAY for me, so I called him YATS


Time passes by,
Growing up away from each other
The "always" turns into "sometimes"


But we managed to keep each other
And whenever we had a time to meet,
It always feels HOME


I still call him Yats,
He may not be physically present
but I know, he will always be there
He may not always stay, but I know
I just know, he's there..

Going out today
Summery air on my hair
Beating the hot sun

Like a candle,
She burns herself just to give light to others
Like a star,
Long dead, she brightens the dark sky


She cuts her wings,
to let others fly
She even takes a bullet,
to save someone's life


She is a keeper, selfless
She gives her hand to the unfortunate
without anything in exchange
She's willing to give her all


She gives her mind, heart and soul
But there is a part of her, she doesn't show
She is lost in her little universe
And every night she shivers


No one would know,
No one notices, the tears she holds
Yes, she is selfless
But no one dares, to look back at her

Departing from the night
the moon kissed the sun
whispered either good night or good morning
cold day's air is born
waking up the flowers
from the dim light of the dawn

Hello, said the rising sun
Eyes were drunk from the orange juice sky,
a lovely sight, serenity at its best
The birds started chirping, peace it brings to my heart
Smell of coffee and tea
Lingers in the morning air

A very calming effect of the first light
brings a genuine joy to my being
simple moments like this
are always worthy of appreciation
are a proof that there is more to life