seshi 1d
i want to see a future
where i don't hate myself

for the choices i don't make
but instead love myself

for the opportunities i
rise from challenges

Don’t see just with those eyes
Heart sees more than,
Eyes do

Don’t hear just with those ears
Heart hears more than,
Ears do

If Wondered,
Where is the 6th sense

feel everything  with
Your Heart

My dear.
Theme: Exploring sense. Theme based on one of Peter Lim poetry.
I’ll do anything to bring it all back
Willing to give up everything I have
Willing to leave everything behind
I’ll do anything to bring it all back

Seeing it fade makes me strong but weak
Seeing it fade keeps me awake but in sleep
Seeing it fade keep me in sanity but insane
Insane that I hold on to it every second, every minute, every day
Wondering if it will ever come back again

I guess it’s a part in me that will stick
No amount of shake and shock will change it
A part of us we want gone but we need
A part of us, not all will like but will lead
Lead us to where we need to be
To people meant to be

What’s hard to let go is a big chunk of you
What others might ignore, forget and dislike
Is you, it was you, it is you

I’ll do anything to bring it all back
Willing to give up everything I have
Willing to leave everything behind
I’ll do anything to bring ME, everything in me back
I will give you a list houses
that once used to be my home
and addresses that are the only memory
that has not been blurred
or manipulated by my mind.
If you ever want to find me,
go there.

You will see the line of trees that
framed my sunrise
and almost dry riversbeds of
round white stones, where
I slipped once (or more).
You will see the duststorms,
and the heavy rains
I stood in.
You will see the the intersections,
I could never quite cross.
But all this you see,
is not me.

If you want to find the ‘me’,
‘me’ that I do not know of,
that I cannot give you,
go there.
And look for windows I sat by.
Look for the cold floor I lied on.
Sit there and think of a girl
who never felt quite like a person,
who could look at what lay ahead
and know
that neither the path, nor the journey was hers.
Who only wanted a room flooded with
gentle light of drowning sun,
and songs that could make her sadness beautiful.
Nayana Nair Mar 16
There are footsteps
drawn in rainwater
that float on the floor
that was once firm and solid
but now cracks under my every step.
The rain and storm
must have brought him here.
The never improving
weather of his heart.
Did he find what he came for?
How long he must have stood here?
Was it still raining when he left?
Nayana Nair Mar 16
I knew in that moment
that I must run out into the darkness
and find a way
that even the streetlights avoid.
Find a place with no roads
where flowers of new season
will hide my unsure steps.
I knew I had to run away
Or I will never be the same.
So that I don’t loose everything
I (almost) have.
I must run back to that house in wilderness
that I left behind,
to the life I left behind.
So that there are no more graves
of my loved ones
with my name as the murderer engraved.
hannah Mar 15
You are no longer the same
Your smile has be beaten so bad that I can no longer recognise it
Your eyes scream that your in pain while you fake a smile
You keep your mouth shut and your thoughts to yourself
You used to be outgoing and happy
You used to be very opinionated
You used to have a smile that could light up the whole town
What happened
What happened to your laugh can you no longer use it
What happened to your smile can you not repair it
What happened to your confidence can you not find it
That's ok I will help you repair what is broken, find what is lost, use what is discarded, I will bandage up what has been beaten. I will help...
Nayana Nair Mar 12
I remember the day that I found you
with eyes filled with yearning,
heart filled with doubt
and hands soiled with blood
of the your dreams
that you murdered everynight.
I found you in the land
where we had been banished to,
from a world of happiness
where our loved ones reside.

I remember the day I lost you
to the light
that seemed more cruel than warm.
When you found your happiness and purpose.
When you couldn’t stop humming all day.
when you talked of future with smile.
When you found out what you wanted
and what you wanted was not me.
Makes wonder if I ever really loved you
if I resent you
for having what I want.
Tata Paeng Mar 10
Sino ka nga ba't sa bawat panaginip
Ikaw ang laging nakikita.
Mistulang tinatanong sa akin sarili
kung bakit naroon ka.

Pinagmamasdan sa iyong kagandahan,
na ngayon tila'y nakakalimutan ko na.
Kalakip ang istoryang ubod ng saya,
Hindi magkubli ang pag-ngiti ng aking mata.

Subalit sino ka nga ba?
Alam mo bang hanggang ngayon hinahanap pa rin kita?
Sino ka nga ba't halos may ilang buwan kitang hinahanap?
Laging i-tinatanong sa aking sarili kung "Bakit nga ba?"

Sino ka nga ba't sana'y makita na kita?
Kahit bilang isang estrangherong,
estrangherong hindi mo kilala.
Sino ka nga ba't bakit ako'y nanabik sa iyo pag-dating?

Ngunit kung ikaw'y mananatili ka laman sa aking panaginip,
Itatanong sa sariling "sino ka nga ba't sa akin panaginip hindi ka ma-alis?".
Sinabi ko noon kakayanin kong mawala ka.
Nagkamali ako.
Mystic Ink Mar 6
Sleep till death
Wake up in solace

Happiness lies in your bed.
Theme: Simplicity is ultimate sophistication
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