Love arrives like a whirlwind
Caught you between a rock
Either take you to the highest of highest
Or to the lowest of the lowest

All the way to the misunderstanding of you
Through uncontrollable feelings
Of which cannot be understood
Whereas her theory of love is drafted differently

Shhh Listen,
to the beautiful sound of these lilies,
Listen attentively
to the sweet melodies they are making,
They are blossoming,
just like a morning sunrise
They are glowing,
like a colorful butterfly in the Spring season
Just as the human need oxygen, water I'll give them,
as I dine in their shadow and lend them an ear
these dozen bunch of my  lilies

You taught me insecurity,
You taught me that my emotions,
are meaningless and unworthy
You taught me that women don't cry,
but the salty water have stained my heart

You left me with scars,
Scars that I'm never afraid to show,
Scars that have become my stepping stone to greatness
My wings have been mended again,
I'm learning to fly on my own

Where thy soul stood
Is a blissfully wedded being
Whereas what is hidden within
Is mutilated pieces

In the end it made sense
When I enhanced
Personally for us
Yet he still chose himself

You say you're okay!
But the ocean within your eyes,
Articulate a different prose.

When He loves
Its never meaningless
He does it unconditionally

When He provides
Its never insufficient
He does it exceedingly

When He takes on your battle
He doesn't send angels
But He does it himself willingly

When He forgives
He doesn't only do it fourteenth
But He does it seventy times seven

And when He breaks you
He doesn't destroy you
But He does it with grace

I call Him one of a kind

I thought and thought
Thought that pain,
is like a flower
A flower that wither when its not watered,
A flower that lose essence when its not nursed,
But pain never wither,
like stain it stays right in your heart
Bit by bit leaving emptiness at thy precious soul

Wasted time,
Busy collecting stones,
Making fortune,
Building life over love

Elder I am,
Full of regrets,
Drooling over Rom com,
No hand holding mine,
But tear escaping thy eye,
Over "I should have"

Aging all alone,
written off love,
at tender age,
where I was supposed to find,
a piece of completion for cracky days

Wasted moment
Over collection of stones
Turning them lime
More like chrome

Older I'm getting
Feeling all weary
Deeper with regrets
Just allowing it to rain

Maybe I should have
Tried to confuse fate
Causing this heaviness
Dwelling on this pale page

I would close my eyes everytime,
So you didn't get to read between the line,
of how I turned into a broken vessel.

Half pass midnight
Just a while ago
The scent of thy ink
Within her nostrils of passion
Kept faulting her of remissness
Until it landed on her palm at last

Wonderful made
with a diamond heart
that carries the sword by the sharp
through the bleeding hands
but still carries it through regardless

Overprotective of her cubs
like a Lion protecting its cubs
in the desserted land
where it so dark and dry
with no hope of making it
to broad daylight
Remember those bleeding hands
where she still give the warmest hugs

Miracle worker is who she is
her hands perform miracle
in the midst of what can't be undone
through the evening dawn
where the moon and the stars has become doomed

Energetic will be underestimation
rather define her as an empowerer
who empowers her cubs to believe in the impossible
because through her there is nothing that cannot be done

Natural is who she is
she don't pretend to be stuck on gender equality
but rather portray numerous character
that nature force her to carry on daily basis
to make the running of her household effortlessly
She is a woman

When I take a glance at thyself,
surely God has put an extra essence for such beauty
The flawless radiance of thy skin,
that even flies cannot dare to touch,
in surrender of thy beauty,
is exquisite
Even if she can choose a thing to vow on her beauty,
not even a human being words,
can be of a sentimental vaue,
only the heart can define such
She is beautiful,
even the book of song of songs were written,
in the fascination of her beauty

Can you see this darkness,
darkness that is buried within her soul?
Can you feel this heaviness,
this heaviness that is blinding thy heart?
Can you sense this emptiness,
this emptiness that is making her soul to wonder?

She just wanna be free,
free of this undescribable feeling,
free from this undefinable feeling,
free out of this unpleasant chapter,
the chapter that brought sorrow and grief

When she's happy,
she writes
When she's sad,
she writes
When she's hurt,
she writes
When she misses,
she writes
When there is no wink of sleep in the middle of the night,
she still get in touch with her ink and a paper

She has found her hiding palace,
in the hands of her beautiful black diary
She has found comfort,
in the fascinating creation of her pen
That exquisite glance she get everytime she get in touch with her writings,
gives her a new breeze out of nature
The feeling of having to express her feeling without judgement,
gives her new outlook on life
Words are her chariots
Inks are her swords
Writting is the stain in her veins

Today I woke up
Closed my eyes again
And said a little prayer
Then again I went silent
Yet I had so much to say

Heart was pouring out
Silent as the lips were
Flowing as the tears were
With every breath I was able
Yet I said only "Thank you"

Drunk she feel
Legs becoming weaker
Tipsy as she becomes
Eyes becoming heavier
Slowly paying no attention

Memory became blurry
Just as tongue turned loose
Talking more and more
Of her agony as well as misery

Under the musk she wears
Musk of smiles as well as of laughters
She is slowly drowning
Yet she feel better off drunk

On this sunny day
with thy uncertain certainty of thee earth
the wind blowing from east to west
allow me to smile from cheek to cheek
the broken chords of my guitar
is no longer broken
but playing beautiful sweet melodies
that is allowing me to smile from cheek to cheek

It is a brand new day
full of hope and generosity
and my strings is resting beneath a new born sun
as I play a new a song
song which have never been heard on thee face of the earth
through this customized guitar full of unbroken chords
through these adjusted strings of hope
releasing melodies like of new Jerusalem
as I dance through this rhythmic of my worship
Smiling from cheek to cheek

In this rainy day,
where everything is uncertain,
and storms keep shutting the open doors,
tell me I'll be alright
I've been soaked,
in the ocean of this tears that refuse to stop,
in these dark holes that keep shutting down on me,
tell me I'll be alright

I have hope,
that I can see the rise of a rainbow,
the sunset in the direction of the east,
if only you can tell me I'll be alright

Birthed me,
nursed me,
trained me,
And most of all you loved me

to the womb that became my home for 9 months,
to the arms that never grew weary for years,
to the chest that turned my pillow for decade,
to the back that forever bended for me to find a comfort place of sleep,
and to the lap I'll never outgrow for,
I raise my fist up there in the sky to say,
Thank you

I met someone the other day,
Turns out to be a long lost piece of the puzzle
How I know? the heart always knows

Must be in the way his heart beats out of tune,
whenever I lay my head on his chest,
As he wrap his arms around me
That I know I found the one

It's in the way he get lost within my eyes
And I suddenly feel butterflies in my tummy
The way he hold my hand
And I instantly desire to dive right in

My heart has found its home
How I know? the heart always knows

Is diving through the ocean
One can only grasp in her dreams
Yet I find it within your eyes

Eyes dripping
Tears full of blood,
with half quarter of my heart,
bleeding over love,
which was never suppose to hurt,
but rather to be drunk on it,
and swim in the ocean full of happiness

Its better to love than to never love at all
But what if love can never be enough,
to the extent where my heart is able to accommodate?
Maybe is my calling,
calling to stay alone and nurse my insecurities
as I dine in the pool of my sorrow
witnessing the ocean of my happiness dry

Heartache can fade,
Dreams can fade,
Hope can be lost,
so as faith
But the love of ink,
in the piece of a paper,
can never fade away
My diary and my pen got my back

I'm still gonna see you
In the midnight dreams

Your eyes full of sparkle
Ocean blue in the Mediterranean
In the middle of summer

I will be holding you
Through pocket sized necklace
You gave me while dancing under the stars

The photo album
We created the other night
While promising each other infinity

While dancing like old times
When they play our song on the Radio
And our feet just twitching to every beat

I'm still gonna see you
Because this is not goodbye

Beneath each smirk
Lies a thorn *****
Always leaving a mark

He told me to count the stars onetime
And he said if I lose track of time
He'll love me for a lifetime

The door to tommorow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way

Changing your appurtenance,
To tackle your tomorrow with less scowl,
As you swing regrets into experience,
And channel through your scope

Just two imperfect mates
Breeding perfection
through each other's imperfections

The pertinacious hearts
Breeding immortal devotion
through incredulous twinkies

Handcuffed
Bruised
Detention
Cooped up in this tiny room

Hysterical
Terrorised
Trapped in this web
Mind full of thoughts

Trials
Tribulations
Persecutions almost all side
Arrows shooting all directions

Becoming talk of the town
Painted as carnivores
And Crucified by humankind
Still they remain unshakable

Back to the cell
Where I long for freedom
and a breeze of a sunlight
and to be excused of unjustified doings I did

But at this moment,
none of it matter than the hunger that I feel
But the thing that can only quench it seems unreachable,
just like the key that defines my freedom
As the the sky is the limit,
so is my strength to getting the bread of life

To the key of freedom,
I stretched not my hand
But to the bread that sustain life,
I stretched out my hand to have a piece of it
The bread of life that shall keep me alive

Perfect people for perfect family
Perfect family for perfect internal peace
Internal peace leading to everlasting joy
Only to find out that everlasting joy don't last forever
Its only a matter of time before its all gone in vein
Yet we think we never deserved it all

Why do this kind of love gives us false hope,
As if we can stay like this forever?
Why do happiness come and mislead us,
whereas it is gonna depart from us within a blink of an eye?
It is all pain pain pain and pain again
It is all tears tears tears and tears again,
Until shedding our tears becomes a daily bread

Daddy's name is called pain,
we find a hiding place in him no more, and lost a long of belonging
Mommy's name is courageous no more but lonely,
that bright smile I used to wake up to in the morning its all gone and buried
that sweet warm hug I used to get before I went to bed,
has turned out to be the coldest planet within her arms
And they named me sorrow,
because bitterness dine at the palm of my hands and I am angry,
angry at the world where I feel suffocation of every second

Perfect family for who? Perfect peace for who?
Its all down the drain because of this man called pain!