~jangan singgah kalau tak masuk~

"when my hand start talking, my tongue could only listen. "

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Slow Slumber

This morning, I thought
waking up is hard,
as I force my eyelids
to open, as
I take a quick glimpse
at my phone,
and yeah, it is morning,
it still is.

Now, why does the bed feels
like a thousand
pebbles?
the pillow feels like steel?
even the moon,
she's now snickering
at me,
even, after this long
long day.
Or, is it just the agony in me?



p/s: thanks a lot Lee sensei! jasamu dikenang selalu..ehehs