An empty schedule

Wandering in an empty schedule,
no plans to stop, not even one;
to swim through hours and days,
calls in a long yawn.

Emptiness floods over monthly calendar,
broken arrows shoot across uniformized boxes;
notes and markings are preys,
caged soul hunts after, desperately.

Was once caged by books and papers,
shaking the paper bars like a thrashed slave;
encircled with rings of eraser dust,
and howled, for an hour of peace.

Sitting side by side with peace now,
boredom invades steps by steps, till no rooms left;
rapid knocks are heard, from hollowness,
louder and heavier everytime it knocks.

Tension in the air tightens,
stretching to its rupture point;
there's nowhere else to hide,
to camouflage the fear of loneliness.

Prayers remain unanswered, sunken;
bubbles of disorderly thoughts emerge,
depressing oneself back into,
the old empty schedule.

Note: I guess this piece pretty much explained why i don't blog as frequent as I did before.



As this blog will soon celebrate its first anniversary, I would like to collect some opinions from you all for further betterment. Feel free to answer the following questions :) Your suggestions will be very much appreciated. Thanks in advance for that. :)

1. Any changes on the layout or design of the blog you would like to see? (e.g header, background, texts, colours, etc.)
2. Do you wish to read more variety of posts except mainly poetry?
3. Do you prefer any music in this blog?
4. Any particular theme(s) that you usually enjoy more?
5. Others suggestion(s) that is/are in your mind.

xx
agnes

sources: www.jetroot.com, photographer: Sebastian kim; others, TFS

Centre of nowhere

Station to station,
moving through subway in the tube;
no destination in mind, yet,
lost the initiative of outing, nowhere.

Walking out from an anonymous exit,
out to the main street;
collide with jammed crowd,
swirling into a chaotic circle.

Foot moves, following the general flow,
push directions all around;
to the mysterious East, to the curious West,
up to arid North, down to fiery South.

Illusion takes in,
compiles faces in a kaleidoscope,
revovles, splintering into million pieces,
merges into one.

Noise of the traffic circulates speedily,
whirls till a hurricane emerges,
draws in numerous
formless and shapeless circus.

Now, standing in the eye of hurricane,
stillness overwhelms,
slowly absorb into cycles of jumble,
swallowed, into whole.

Carries away to nowhere,
nowhere.


P.S I apologize for my lack of posting in the past two weeks, feeling a bit uninspired lately and I am sort of getting back on track now :)

a Tag and an Award

Lilth from The End of the Rainbow has tagged me to list out seven things I love. Thanks for that, Lilth :)

Seven things I love:
1. Napping, napping and more nappings


2. Enjoy a bit of free time on a distant beach


3. Reading, currently reading 1984 by George Orwell


4. Spending time with children, what a sweet and lovely time.


5. Summer heat


6. Prada Resort 2006 campaign



7. Sunday afternoon at home

Everyone who is interested in doing this tag, please do :)

I am also very much honoured to receive an award from Heart in a cage, thanks a million my dear :)

The Rules:

1. Accept the award (image above), post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted you this award, and his/her blog link.

2. Pass the award to at least 5 other blogs/bloggers that you think are beautiful (for whatever reason),list the reason why & remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award!

1. Ada and Darcy

2. Maria Memi

3. Boubou Teatime

4. Sacha Hilton

5. ehh...FASHION

Reasons? just because their blogs are too beautiful to be real.

Congratulations to all :)

Up. Down.

Up,down.
Down,up.
All inevitable,
each and everyday.

Going up,
up to the last step to heaven,
the last remaining utopia,
highest as ever.

Almost like an untouchable mirage,
all alone
in a forgotton corner of,
a lonesome desert.

Going down,
down to the bottom of Bermuda triangle,
the last unexplored secret,
darkest as ever.

As if the last day of a year,
dancing dynamically;
in welcome of
an unpromising new start.

Each up and down,
from being crownded to drowned;
lies within a new story,
in accomplishment to full.

All ups and downs,
run, between two ends;
celebrate the bliss of living,
sing, unsung life duets.

Up,down.
Down,up.
All blessings,
each and everyday.

Awarded!

I am honoured to receive a blog award from Sarah, the owner of Kissing her cage goodbye. She has a very inspiring and lovable blog, I visit there a lot :)


Here's the rules:
1. Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award, and his or her blog link.

2. Pass the award to 15 other blogs that you've newly discovered. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen.

the 15 awesome bloggers :)

1. over min dod kropp
2. Luphia Loves
3. Here and Somewhere else
4. Oh, Bother.
5. Candy Hearts
6. Fifikoussout
7. Paper Face
8. Una Bella Vita A Beautiful Life
9. abundance
10. January
11. See Hear Say
12. Lace and Cake
13. Anywhere I lay my head
14. Wide Open Spaces
15. Fashionisata

Congratulations to all the awarded bloggers :)