Saturday, June 28, 2014

Mind Floats



Mind floating in a thin air
That feels so heavy than lighter,
Senses starts to go high up
Until nonstop flowing ideas goes top.

Going and going till it won't stop
Searching ideas until it's flop,
Reaching without a choice to go
Believing till it last to do.

...
jr

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Him


Why his always there all through out?
Even if his already been with someone else,
And I already been with someone else
Still his always there for me all through out!

I feel as if I'm too fragile to handle
That he just always wants to be near,
Be careful with me like a crystal to handle
Always and forever be with him so near.

I don't know for how long he shows
For how long he stays in my dreams,
Be always to come near and to shows
Stays for as much long as he wants in dreams.

. . .
jr
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Saturday, June 07, 2014

Meeting My Soft Self (My Heart and Soul)











. . . . .

sometimes she still asking...
why me of all people?
a million or maybe a billion!
there are lots of them!
still she and only her?!
why me when someone can be?
she asked.
those who are good much!
who has few of sins!
because she feels that she is full of sins!
still HE captures her and chooses her!
even she's in the depths of darkness!
still HE reaches her hand to hold...
HE just holds it so tightly!
as if HE won't allow her...
to fall deeply and deeply!
that makes her wander why?!
so she keeps asking and asking...
and for her surprise!
HE continues to answer her.
HE keeps answering all her questions.
yes! she hardly understand it now!
then all things comes out so easily!
she, herself, her.
finally wonder and known...
that she had a soft spot...
a soul that full of love...
a love that fills her heart...
that she couldn't see...
that she couldn't feel...
but HE...!
HE can see it so clearly.
and HE allows her to feel it and reach it.
allows her to open her own heart in a brighter side.
an eye that could see so clearly.
a heart that could feel so nicely.
her soft part as human being.
that HE knows from the beginning she lives.


. . . . .

jr

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