miniature you

I wonder

What are you?

You exist once

and you planted within me pink seed

that you watered everyday with genuine smile and wit

and the seed turn to a tiny seedling

a beautiful tiny seedling

a miniature you

Then, you are gone

no more smile, no more wit

and the tiny seedling tend to wilt

but I tried to protect it

using what left of you

memories

like petals falling from the tree

as time goes by only few left

until it ceased to none

The tree of memories had been long naked

and you had long slipped my mind

so did the miniature you

Now, I ask you again

What are you?

You exist again in my sleeps

in the form of the miniature you

as if you try to nurture

the long forgotten seedling

and make me confuse all over again

Must I remind you?

The seedling had long wilted

and so did the tree of memories

Wait

I think I know what you are

All this while I'd been tortured by your facade

because I don't have the heart

to pull the wilted seedling out of me

I knew now

you had been hiding

within the long root of the tiny plant all this while

haunting me like a ghost

so, this is you

and I knew now

when I look at you

the real you

the time has come

to really end what left of you

So

so long miniature you

the empty space you leave will be taken

and this time

     I shall be happy.

apabila nafas itu dihembus

kening yang sudah kian lama bertaut jadi normal.

benang yang mengikat dada sudah kembali dipintal.

kepala yang berat sudah tersorong bantal.

jasad yang lesu sudah terbuang seribu satu sial.

nafas putus putus itu sudah semakin cekal,

sudah terbuang kesal,

jadi makin kebal.

p/s: A tribute to us Alfresconians. Semoga segalanya berjalan lancar. In-sya-Allah. :)

Sketching and Scribbling : 4

As I become more and more

addicted to this addictive activity,

I had somehow brought it along during my vacation.

and it had gone through two 

traumatizing incident.

1. almost wet as it fell onto the wet sand at the beach.

2. seeing his friend, the pencil actually fell into the water.

(thankfully the pencil survived, or I will not gonna have this post.)

So, here you go! 

day 12 =
Pantai Mak Nik a.k.a De Monique Beach



and then, I go back to my old routine.
sketching random stuff.
again.

day 13 = friendship is like that. :)

day 14 = Cure for the heart (Ubat hati)

genie love

day 15 = cycle of me

face-less

day 16 = the toughest suit of armour






So,
that's all for now. jaa ne!