Imaging you when you were a school girl
Mini- sarong, small white shirt
A bag jam-packed with books hanging on your shoulder
Tiara in head, and two queues like two small dark snake
And those long eye petals highlighted with collyrium
Your two sapphires fluctuating in deep Blue Ocean
Impish humming birds were humming with their assiduous tongue,
to get your attention.
Let the Almighty curse their tongue was your supplication
Walking in two fickleness legs, licking an Ice- cream
Bewilderingly, you became my “A Midsummer night’s dream”.
Each second I encounter you in my Ruya
For years you are my Ruya.

For the sake of his broken heart and painful soul
he swear he will never turn back
he will never look back
he will never think back
of the hideous memories
that he is currently getting through
even if the voice is still calling him
to get it back in his arms

"help meeee........"

He is running away
far away from the voice
dismantling his tears, at the same time
he can't stay any longer
'cause he knows
the longer he listen to that voice
the wrecked he will be.

- a.e

Im sick of people being narrow-minded
saying bad things about others
while they don't have the idea that their life
is ******* dramatically pathetic and deteriorated
than those who they were talking about

Ordering others
Judging others

no he can't do that!
well who the hell are you to stops me?
yucks she's not beautiful
are you talking to the mirrors?
that guy is weak
judging a book by its cover?
ew her hair is messy
i guess it is not as messy as your ****** life?

Well played, player
but for once
for once
can you please
put your *** down
to the surface area of the chair
and think wisely
life rotates
you talk bad about others
they talk bad about you, too
life is irony, babe.

- a.e

And I
Was so stuck
On my own
Little
Problems
That I totally
Missed
That you were
Suicidal
Too.

I sit here trying over and over again
To make my pin bleed, to hear the words sing
But nothing, my thoughts just tumble over themselves
Like laundry that will never quite be clean
Sunday night I will come back to what I left
My old life, old friends
Different now than I was then
I don’t want a disconnect for who I am and where I have been
I found brilliance and light inside myself
I hope you see it, but I doubt it
I look the same, it’s a deep place I found it.
I wonder what eyes will see
What a brilliant glow might bring.

when her eyes open wide
I could feel the ocean rushing in them
I could see my reflected happiness
I could taste the sea water as she cried
when her lips parted to reveal perfect teeth and tongue
I wish i could indulge in her
I wish i could make her feel wanted
I wish all that came out of her mouth were moans of delight and sweet nothings she'd whisper into my ear
when her heart beat fast
I could hear the thunder of a storm approaching
I could hear the blood rushing to her head and to her cheeks
I could hear her thoughts tumbling about in her head

and I sat down to think and think and wonder
why have I not fallen in love with her yet?