Summer breeze blowin my mind
surprisingly that you are my kind
fulfilling and emptying at the same time
what i feel when i'm with you is a prime
Summer breeze please don't go
i know you've been saying no
part of me would say i told you so
it's my cue to let you go
Summer breeze let me fly
teach me how to get by
encourage me to achieve my dreams
unconsciously you become my channeling streams
Summer breeze please don't go
i know you've been saying no
part of me would say i told you so
it's my cue to let you go
Summer breeze complete my soul
can't believe you can make me whole
sometimes you know me better than myself
understanding without trying to lose oneself
Summer breeze please don't go
i know you've been saying no
part of me would say i told you so
it's my cue to let you go
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Monday, June 17, 2013
Whatevership
Have you ever felt something that you've never felt before? It took you by surprise the mighty energy of attractions coming from an unexpected human being. No matter how hard you've been trying to deny it, it just keeps coming back to you.
Images of those sleepless nights: constant conversations with random laughter under the green umbrella, drive along the empty streets guided by city lights, sing along the guitar strumming under a cold rainy night, dance away the fear with a rapid heartbeat, walk along a crowded space with fingertips across the skin, a non-stop chats arguing over silly matters, multiple hidden confessions through continuous song references, long calls of exchanging each other's life story, those nights that sometimes were a blur of vodka or whisky, Images of those sleepless nights.
Simultaneously assuming it's all only in your mind which scares the images away, on and off withdrawal from things that you really wanna say or do, over-thinking every single thing instead of just feeling it, you keep building new illussions to shield you from reality or the truth, even though you can't even tell what's real and what's not.
How come something that happens so instantaneously are so hard to be let go? As if there's some kind of irresistible force that draws you two together, although, you don't know whether the only thing that keeping you two apart is maybe a success or a failure to embrace your destiny.
Images of those sleepless nights: constant conversations with random laughter under the green umbrella, drive along the empty streets guided by city lights, sing along the guitar strumming under a cold rainy night, dance away the fear with a rapid heartbeat, walk along a crowded space with fingertips across the skin, a non-stop chats arguing over silly matters, multiple hidden confessions through continuous song references, long calls of exchanging each other's life story, those nights that sometimes were a blur of vodka or whisky, Images of those sleepless nights.
Simultaneously assuming it's all only in your mind which scares the images away, on and off withdrawal from things that you really wanna say or do, over-thinking every single thing instead of just feeling it, you keep building new illussions to shield you from reality or the truth, even though you can't even tell what's real and what's not.
How come something that happens so instantaneously are so hard to be let go? As if there's some kind of irresistible force that draws you two together, although, you don't know whether the only thing that keeping you two apart is maybe a success or a failure to embrace your destiny.
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
...Suddenly Complete Me
a pirate who hijacks my mind...
a jar of nutella that sweetens my days...
a ghost that haunts my surrounding...
a set of crayons that color my life...
a thousand needles that stab my heart
a moon that changes my mood...
a lantern that brightens my path...
a gloomy cloud that darkens my afternoon...
a muse that inspires my work...
a hunch that steals my sanity...
a clown that drowns my sorrow...
a trigger that sets off my anger...
a lullaby that tightens my sleep...
a noise that distracts my peace of mind...
a jar of nutella that sweetens my days...
a ghost that haunts my surrounding...
a set of crayons that color my life...
a thousand needles that stab my heart
a moon that changes my mood...
a lantern that brightens my path...
a gloomy cloud that darkens my afternoon...
a muse that inspires my work...
a hunch that steals my sanity...
a clown that drowns my sorrow...
a trigger that sets off my anger...
a lullaby that tightens my sleep...
a noise that distracts my peace of mind...
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Mixed Tape
A song that suddenly attracts your ears even when you're not hearing it for the first time, it just catches your ears, and you wanna listen to it all the time, whenever you got a chance, even when you don't, you always try to make the time, it makes you happy and less worry when it's played, wherever you are, even sometimes it makes you wanna skip any other songs that came up on your player and you just repeat it over and over again, and you will wanna know and memorize its lyrics, analyze its meaning so thoroughly and you will try to get a better understanding of it, it makes you try to adjust to its tune and broadening your tolerance level, it also makes you wanna learn the chords, although it gives you a mixed feeling that you feel stronger and weaker at the same time, you feel excited and terrified at the same time, when the truth is you don't even know what you feel. An old song that suddenly played on the radio and just catches your ears, sometimes captures your heart.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
The Soundtrack of My Life
A friend once said,
"As long as whe share the same love for music,
We'll always be connected like how families are connected"
It may not be the song that you wake up to in the morning nor the one that put you to sleep at night.
It may not be the song that you turn the repeat one on each and every day until you're sick of it.
It may not be the song that if you don't listen to it for quite some times you will lose track of the melody and meaning.
It may not be the song that you just wanna listen to only when you're feeling blue or red or even yellow.
It may not be the song that you wanna bang your head to, nor the song you wanna cry your f*ckin heart out to, nor even the song you wanna laugh your f*ckin ass off to.
BUT, it is a song that you believe it'll always be there to divide your sorrow, to double your joy, to catch you when you fall, to help you make it through all the rough patches, and above all things, it's probably a song that will accompany and support you every step of the way like the soundtrack of your life.
"As long as whe share the same love for music,
We'll always be connected like how families are connected"
It may not be the song that you wake up to in the morning nor the one that put you to sleep at night.
It may not be the song that you turn the repeat one on each and every day until you're sick of it.
It may not be the song that if you don't listen to it for quite some times you will lose track of the melody and meaning.
It may not be the song that you just wanna listen to only when you're feeling blue or red or even yellow.
It may not be the song that you wanna bang your head to, nor the song you wanna cry your f*ckin heart out to, nor even the song you wanna laugh your f*ckin ass off to.
BUT, it is a song that you believe it'll always be there to divide your sorrow, to double your joy, to catch you when you fall, to help you make it through all the rough patches, and above all things, it's probably a song that will accompany and support you every step of the way like the soundtrack of your life.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
FEAR ITSELF
Strange
was best describe how it felt at first
like a bizzare liquid entering your body all of a sudden
in the crossroads of curiousity and rejection.
Denial
like the first stage in five stages of grievings
all you could think about was the refusal to accept the reality
with no awareness of what was real and what was not.
Enchanted
like a dead battery being awakened after long years of sleep
so energetic that it could tires up the whole body parts just by watching it
with a touch of familiarity and comfort in harmony.
Miserable
like the desserts miss the rain, you can't focus on anything else
you can't even function and can't really be distracted, not even a little bit
so tiring but you don't know how to get out of it.
Fear
it's the feeling when emotion and rationality are being examined the most
when you weigh and see the pros and cons and possible insecurities may arise
although we know that it's normal to be afraid and "the greatest fear is fear itself".
was best describe how it felt at first
like a bizzare liquid entering your body all of a sudden
in the crossroads of curiousity and rejection.
Denial
like the first stage in five stages of grievings
all you could think about was the refusal to accept the reality
with no awareness of what was real and what was not.
Enchanted
like a dead battery being awakened after long years of sleep
so energetic that it could tires up the whole body parts just by watching it
with a touch of familiarity and comfort in harmony.
Miserable
like the desserts miss the rain, you can't focus on anything else
you can't even function and can't really be distracted, not even a little bit
so tiring but you don't know how to get out of it.
Fear
it's the feeling when emotion and rationality are being examined the most
when you weigh and see the pros and cons and possible insecurities may arise
although we know that it's normal to be afraid and "the greatest fear is fear itself".
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