Where I from

The chaotic beauty
quiets down,
for once.

Silence,Still,
Peace.

Dusts,
dirts,
molds;
are marking
the history;
in mute.

An unsung
mechanoly tune
is swirling
in the air.

Street is empty,
Soul is lonely,
City is dreary,
too?

Energy
is losing out
slowly;
in the sports ground.

No ambition,
No passion,
No gratification.

Traffic
comes and goes;
moves and travels;
passes and crosses;
everyday.

Never stops
once,
Once for the city.

Even air,
smells old,
and dated.

Time moves,
city grows
and ages.

But she smiles.

Seasons change,
Roads change,
Faces change;
feelings remain
unchanged.

Because,
this is my city,
this is my world,
this is my,
Love.

Sweetest downfall

The day
we first met,
was another ordinary day.

There you are,
turning my world
up
and
down.

I laugh,
like an 8-years-old;
because of you.

I wait,
like a fool,
in the place
we first met;
because of you.

Struggling between
right
or wrong,
I lost
all my focuses;
because of you.

Studying
the star signs,
finding
the perfect matches;
because of you.

Uncertainities,
doubts,
mistrusts,
could bring
my tears;
because of you.

I step,
into a new,
strange life path;
because of you.

I smile,
I cry;
I feel high,
I feel low;
I make faces,
I tell jokes;
because of you.



I love,
because of you
too.

P.S this is also my 50th post! Hurray for that! :)

An Award!

I am honoured to receive The Honest Scrap Award from Jess, the lovely writer of Wild_Keiki.

Receiving an award means recognition from the others and this is what every blogger wish for, Thank you :)

The best thing is, this is more than just an award, it's also a tag to write ten honest truths about myself.

1. Nothing beats
swimming freely
in early summer.

2. A trip to Sahara Desert,
is always
on my secret wish list.

3. Some say:
The wild nature is dangerous.
I say:
It's wilderness overwhemled my fear.

4. A simple,
and peaceful rural life
is what i pray for.

5. Lying on
the favourite spot
of the sofa,
is my favourite way
to spend my
Sunday morning.

6. I make myself
getting lost in the city
sometimes,
exploring all the unknowns
and possibilities.

7. Buying excessive amount
of magazines
thrills me and
feels a bit(!)
guilty.

8. Chocolate,
is my angel
and devil.

9. Ten more school days
till I wave goodbye
to my last high school year.
I wish,
time walks in a
slower pace.

10. I love all my readers.

Yes,
it's you.

I would love to pass this award to
1. Bella from vintage_lollipops
2. Tarts from Paris_tarts
3. Krystal from What_is_Reality_anyway?
4. Petra from City_of_Petra
for their beautiful and inspiring outfit post :)

The broken doll

Life,
a roller coaster ride.

It goes up and down,
till the end.

It travels her
between heaven
and
hell.

This is a love
and
hate relationship.

Where ,
does she belong to?

How ,
will everything change?

Who,
are you?

All out of her control.

If only,
she can foresee
the future.

Avoiding the
heart-breaking moment.

Nothing follows
her will,
as always.

She is falling.

Mind is losing;
dream is fading;
light is dimming;
faith, is diminishing.

Even hope,
is gone.

Misery floods
over her
vulnerable soul.

Tears running,
till dry.

She can't see;
She can't speak;
She can't sleep;
she can't stand
the pain.

Release her.

The call

Dawn in the city.

It's dull,
dry,
and
dead.

Absorbed by the
deep winter dream,
feel like a piece of
stale old bread.












Somewhere distant,
is playing the love tune
by spring birds.

The wild nature
is calling.

















Noon in the wild.

It's bright,
brisk,
and
blessed.

I am homed.















Wind greets me on cheeks.

My dry soul is nourished
once more.



















Sun shines.

He spreads kiss marks
all over
my bare skin.


















I dance.

Along with the
growing strong lover's tune.

I feel,
love.
















Sun's warm ray
is fading.

It's changing,
complicated,
and
confusing.

Time to say goodbye.















Sweet memories is
hidden,
sealed by
kisses.

Let it remain
unfounded.













Fare thee well.