i can't explain, a feeling so hard to define.
a masterpiece without colours, would still be up in the gallery.
worth your view, worth your money.
and yours truly, your definition.

a circumstances unrestricted, no glory no justice.
just an unforgiven state in my side of story.
life is close to meaningless, that's because i lost my glasses.
still i can't explain, my true definition of an emptiness.

Boy, I can’t deny
Boy, I cannot lie
Boy, you’re the only one I’ve been thinking all along
All along
All along these days, I’ve been hoping to see you
Wanting to see your smile
That would make me blush a thousand mile

And for these past few days, I finally had the chance
To see you after so long
And you gave me the warmest smile
I could ever ask for
Oh I wish, I could just freeze the time
Just so I could stand next to you
And whisper…
That I want to get to know you.

Oh boy, I can’t deny and I cannot lie
That I want you as much as everyone does
There is something about you that attracts me
And I can’t figure out what it is.
I’ve been a magnet all along, and I’ve been repelling too.
But just time, I have no idea why
I got attracted
To youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

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bahhhh, this is a random piece

Dear L***,
future days are unpredictable
one foot forward and we know we can never move backwards
time is gold, and as always it cant be sold
a precious term, which can leave us into a state of delusion
the shining stars
the windy nights
the sky so dark, unaware of its fright
we can shine so bright, like those twinkling stars
and our future are like the dark sky,
and we are the ones whom are unaware of the fright.

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someone added me at this social network thing, and i was browsing his profile until i caught sight of his journal entry. and so, the one up there is my return. and the below one, is his. ok... i am not sure if he really did write those, but i did leave him a msg to ask bout it. muahaha, aku berfeeling-feeling deh.
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Hey Future L***,

I didn't know how to start this letter
Dear, or hello, couldn't decide which sound better.
I went for the informal because I'm not trying to impress
Try to make it laid back so there's no need to stress.
I know I don't know your name"but someday I hope
We'll meet on the street and no longer be alone.
Sometimes I gaze up at the stars and imagine how it will be"
Where will it happen? Will you just turn and look at me?
Will we discover the meaning of l*** at first sight?
Perhaps it will take one or two nights"
Laying out under the stars and discovering the mysteries
Asking questions that have eluded the minds of many for centuries.
Maybe it will be our laughter that floats in the air"
That makes us turn in the right direction, at that moment, right there.
Our eyes will meet, and it will be just like in a movie
We'll smile at each other, and you'll ask me out for a cup of coffee.
Oh the possibilities, they haunt me in my sleep
All the secrets I want to share but for now I keep.
Each poem I write makes me somehow feel closer to you
Based on emotions that I know to be true.
When life gets me down, I look up at the night sky
For a long moment, I'm silent but eventually I'll sigh"
Someday we'll meet, and it'll be like we had never been apart
Because you know when you've found the one
That completes your heart.. =)

Labels: random

A windy Saturday night,
Just as we’re walking by
I could feel this feeling
That’s starting to beat so fast
So fast, I couldn’t catch my breath
I hold onto you so tightly,
With gasping breaths accompanying my screams.

I wailed in between, as the surroundings begin to beam
My hands trembled with moisture
I turned around to look for you
And to find out you’re all disguised.

I seek for something
Something that could bring me faith
Bring me all those angels
But they would turn into devils.
This bridge won’t float for long
These days won’t stay on for years
Nothing can seem to wait
Nothing can seem to be predictable
And so this is where I stand
With a mask on my face
Providing me life as you can see
Feels like I’m immune to it
I felt stiff,
Insecure like a freed murderer
Unknown of the upcoming justice
This mask, so vulnerable yet is priceless to me
Giving me what I have always wanted to be with
But how I wish it was you that I would ask for instead.

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walao, this taste like crap lor. seriously it's offtrack. i have no idea how to get it back into shape. haaaaaa, let it be then.

we paint those beautiful eyes
with colours that we can best describe.
but the picture soon gets so misty
till we realise,
her tears are actually flowing.

a portrait beautifully drawn
with details so deep inside.
nothing stays so pretty
it's a thing that we eventually can't describe.

It takes a second to realise that I was the killjoy,
In between alcohols and cigarette.
But it took an hour to apprehend that I am in safe hands.
The guards may have snickered into the chaos
And demand restoration of a better period.

But no,
They looked away
And pretended that the sunlight
Was the cause of the blindness.

I was safe, at periods.
The wind twirled round my fingers
Seeped through my hair,
Into my scalp
Encircling my mind,
Biting my nerves

And THUMP!

*I had a migraine shot after reminiscing on our memories.
*the guards is just a costumed person, but it meant a person or people.
*the sunlight is just another excuse/blame or a blocked pathway
*play this on your own situation.

Labels: killjoy, memories, migraine

Lyra Diyana. I will be your random shoulder&ears when you've got no one else in the whole wide world. I will. =]

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