Thursday, August 29, 2013

it takes a huge effort to free yourself from memories.
Paulo Coelho

but memories were memories,
it is an old book,
with good stories and bad stories,
we read it, and we end it.
and we put it in the box,
or on the bookshelf,
and we forget,
and sometimes in good day,
or in bad day, we look at it, we remember,
but start to lose the details.
we might pick it,read it again,
or maybe we just plain lazy,
so we just give a quick look,
a quick flash back about what the story is.
memories fade.
and one lucky day, it might give you a visit,
to remind you, you have been you smile
                                                              ,or maybe frown.

Friday, August 23, 2013

it feels great when life gets busy,
you are planning while in shower, building the content before sleep,
this great feeling of,
something like you have your workplace,
your own chair, your own desk,
mountain of files, documents, sticky notes around the notebook,

i love the pressure,
the late night sleep, the sight of unwashed bowls on the table,
packets of instant noodle,
bed fulls with papers you are organising,
that feeling of chasing the due date,

it feels great to be busy,
because you know, you are achieving something.

Friday, August 9, 2013

aku buta,
dan sumpah,
kita musuh,
sampai kau nampak
apa yang aku buta.