I was the girl who doesn't exist in reality
He was the boy who is close to fantasy.
We are characters in a tragic love story;
Romeo was his first name
And Juliet was the girl who consumed me.
While Shakespeare's Juliet captured the heart of her Romeo,
My Romeo was stolen by somebody else.
We were living in two different worlds,
And the story of my life shows:
*"Not all Romeos and Juliets meet,
And I was that Juliet who never met her Romeo."
Ming Sama | July 19, 2016
Two tables apart,
Two books on your hand,
Two persons in love behind me,
Two dark brown eyes gazing at me
As my two big eyes stared back.
You took two steps forward
When you lean two inches closer,
Two hearts beat in rhythm.
Then you said those two words,
Two words that normal people say
But when you said those two words,
As if two worlds crushed down on me.
Ming Sama| July 19, 2016
I was a nobody before a miracle. A different spec from humanity. I am a stranger in my own world; couldn't care more about anything.
Then I met this boy, this boy was you. You once told me that you are Flash, the superhero of this world that in a glimpse you will be there when someone needs you.
I was shy, scared and afraid to tell you about a world that I am into. But you had saved me from the cruel phases of time, the hideous stares from the crowd and the uncertainty of tomorrows. I want to tell you you are the hero, my hero.
"You're really different." You told me on a summer night that we talked.
"I think so. You were a yellow rose, I was the white one. People are like roses, we are in the same kind but different colors." I told you nervously, too scared for a response from you.
"Yes." You told me as you turned your head down.
My heart was beating so fast from disappointment with your short response.
It was too silent for me to hear your heartbeat.
"We are a rose, yes. We could be any flower too but you... You are the most beautiful flower that I've ever seen. The most different than anyone."
**After that night. The stars caught me as I fall into the universe of you.
Ming Sama // No. 9
Pink cheeks pluck from your smile
Enticing me to your touch,
Cruel admirations lurking
I was lost hoping.
Rose as white as your lies,
A fake reality I was with.
Tearing me apart,
Grasping my breath to oblivion.
Ming Sama // Poem No. 9
Tough hands fragile as a flower
Scented dreams and wild casting,
Catching fireflies and enchanted streams
Where would a damsel dwells as they glean?
Ming Sama // Poem No. 8
The time has come,
The leaves starting to fall
As I watch myself out to infinity,
Engraving daydreams into the dust
Reaching out the sunset
Crossing fingers with your love.
Tell me now,
Will you follow me to the safe side?
Ming Sama // Poem No. 7
Serenity is casting me out;
Out from the dark clouds of pain,
The weeping shadows of the crowd,
The screaming cicadas of the past.
The serenity I once lost,
I rest in the pavement with your hand.
Ming Sama // Poem No. 6