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Mar 2017 · 305
Best Gift
Keng Jalane Mar 2017
to admit,
not to quit,
all that i felt,
was always the best,

you make me wait,
what was left,
was always the best,

i lost you to someone else,
but there i found peace,
it took too much time to finally embrace,
and took a rest,
but what we had was always the best,

and now im willing to take risk,
to see life beyond grace,
to face a new race,
and finding myself again with all that it takes,
to stand straight and fight till i got it right,
and this is always the best gift.
cause i always deserve nothing but the best.
Feb 2017 · 281
Unforgotten Sorrow
Keng Jalane Feb 2017
You might have forgot bout me
But I can't forget about you,
no not that easily,
It sad but it's true,
that I still care everything  about you
Though I let you go,
a part of you still lingers and its true,

what the heart cant forget,
the mind keeps repeat,
in every beat,
its takes no retreat,
but pain we can only get,
cause we stuck ourselves,
those precious time we truly missed.
Feb 2017 · 214
A task
Keng Jalane Feb 2017
We can't bring back the past.
All we can is to make a new memory that can last,
If we can only learn to trust,
And take away the mask,
We can love more without a rush..
Feb 2017 · 227
let it flow
Keng Jalane Feb 2017
when the wind blows,
love grows,
And it shows.
it can only get close,
to the one who choose,
to be there for better and worst,
to the one who never want to lost,
to hold you at any cost,
whom you treasured the most,
that someone seems to be a ghost,
that made you feel His there without a Host,
that keeps you longing and there it goes,
its still linger behind this post..
Feb 2017 · 261
strange
Keng Jalane Feb 2017
Once a stranger..
Always a stranger...
At times we walked alone..
And longing for someone gets so strong..
even though u have a place called home..
Strange feeling of dissatisfaction full grown..
Something keeps missing..
And it keeps reminding..
That verily..
You are a stranger..
Traveling..
Finding ways..
Back to the real home.

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