Hello, You

Hello, you! Dear love
Who knocks on many wrong doors.
You is a true door.

sometimes I’m amazed to see my playlists – so old…. yet they’re the doors to this old soul

🤩

Magnified

Magnified, my love
The fine lines around your eyes--
How time flies so fast!

I’m still reading Japanese books with furigana and so I need magnifying glass to do it. Yet holding magnifying glass when reading books is not fancy 😁

So I decided to change my reading spectacles +2 to +3….

and look at the medicated oil (the minyak cap Kapak) that I’ll breath in to ensure the air is fresher and the eyes are wider 🤩

Old, almost….. And I love experiencing it as breathing makes me human being.

Exams

Exams, Beloved,
Visit life before lessons
That come as a gift.

2nd stop today

today was about medical exams & chats with physicians

alhamdulillah, all is well

🍀

Fun

Fun under the sun,
Running, walking in circle.
Happy finisher—

my 1st 5K

fun!

Kawung Kopi (batik)

Another sheet came,
Calling sight to decipher
The codes well written—

a spread of Kawung Kopi handmade batik

Kopi is coffee. Obviously this kawung batik is designed and hand drawn based on the image of coffee beans lining across a sheet, showing geometrical patterns.

The colour of sogan (earthy hues of batik) makes this pattern look magnificent and enigmatic— calling you to give meanings as how the pattern calls the vibes in you.

two sheets of Kawung Kopi handmade batik

Matur nuwun, Mbak Izzah

Banana Flower

Banana flower,
Delicacy with story—
Once living fully

tada!

well mixed

lemongrass, galangal, Javanese bay leaves, shallot, garlic

removed…. one by one? yes, one by one, slowly with all my heart

removing the pistil that won’t be soft even after cooked

banana flower

Among

Among all the mess on a table
Sits silently a vase of
Five red roses
Talking to foliage
And nodding flowers,
Singing a prayer
For me
Reading the colours of the day.

messy table is a pretty background for a weekend bouquet

Green

I'm green, Beloved
Standing as young as a tree
After a shower.

being green is freshly thinking based on what’s my breathing brought me: peace & acceptance

Red Round

Red round, Beloved
A dot where signal will blink
At a looking eye--

I bought a keychain of Daruma without one eye, wishing to draw the missing one soon when my wish comes true….

❤️

Bowing

Bowing, Beloved
I to all telling me off
That I am lower.

I’m bowing to all, I’m in a lowest position to respect the whole universe–

Thank you.

Brightened

Dear Life....
Even if you're as gloomy as dull days,
I'll brighten you up.
There is so much colour saved for
You.

let’s start with yellow

then more…..

yet I truly know my colours don’t always make others’ day so I decided to be as bright as I can be & won’t let others’ colour bother me

Signs Everywhere

Signs are everywhere
Telling me what river says.
Hi Numbers, thank you.

26 is like poets telling me to keep writing poems outside work.

36 is telling me to be just human being.

79 is telling me to make decision strongly when needed.

can you see the bird? 💕 what sign is that?

Not Against The Odd

Not against the odd--
Beloved, you hear my songs
From a deepest cave.

for some people it’s odd to stay in a cave; to me it’s the most suitable option in this era — being low key, known by very few people; maintaining & upgrading physical, mental, spiritual stability

a quiet life is a blessing, second to none

longing for love and the brightest light to keep this journey steady only to the truest true

🍀

The Cave

Where is the quiet cave
Where I can read books, sleeping?
It's where trust is lost.

if I’m to live in a cave, l’d like to be in a cave with a library & a kitchenette

Passage of Time

Time has passages
Walked by hearts with decisions.
Sloping and climbing--
Love welcomes what's been waited
Without payment and complaints.
The meadow grows green.

time gives me space to grow without asking me to pay how much ever I’ve learnt in the journey & without complaints how long I’ve had to reach a point of understanding

time allows me to grow from nothing to fly up above any layers of skies where nothing is empty or empty is nothing

time itself is so kind & patient, so much I’ve owed to time so the only thing I can do is keeping repaying to it by treating it gently & truly

dear, Time…

…. wherever you are,

thank you

🍀

have a good weekend, WordPress

Egg

Fresh eggs nicely boiled
Roll on a table for two.
One faster grabber--

boiled, hard, favourite 💕

never keep eggs in the fridge anymore; fresh from the basket tastes better 🍀🐣

First Breeze

First breeze each morning
Caresses her face. So cool.
Ensuring good days--

it’s a result of life-long learning to easily thank you

when someone’s young (or childish), life might feel full of many testing & struggling; yet with honest & robust life management, life becomes a box with lessons learnt about how to deal with discolouration of true personality, how to put good effort to deliver messages, how to accept unexpected results with “oh not that”, how to be clearer & clearer about what life is & about what life should be wisely treated

thank you, Beloved for the life — cool & bright like morning breeze coming in when I open the window

🌻🍀💕

In The Deep

In the deep
I meet with a dragon.
She tells me her stories
And I'm offended.

"That's my story, not yours.
Are you teasing me?"

The dragon smiles, jerks her tail and softly slaps my cheek with it.

"It's a mirror in the deep
Telling you it's yours. And it is. Yet it's also mine."

I push my body up, breathe my lungs out in the air.
The dragon is still in the deep
Smiling with her golden heart.

today a friend of mine asked me at dinner “why do you post stories that poke me?”

“what do you mean by ‘poke me’? I’m mostly just saying.”

“saying after knowing something? or saying just saying?” she complained again, disbelieving in my statement

“I’m just saying what is pushed by something within I can’t stop. I just have to say it at lunch break or after work!” there’s no intention to tease you or anyone in the Instagram who have access to my locked account”

she didn’t say anything, she must have trusted me

sometimes the vibe is too strong splashing on me and I simply have to say something to the air because that’s the only way to tell the truth even to those not reading my postings (unfortunately some vibe truly comes to me just like that)

some soul hears each other clearly, or vaguely but accidentally correctly 😁

sorry but not sorry, dear friend….

I don’t know you are touched, I hope you learn some lessons.

💕

Long or Short

Long or short, my love
A weekend fulfilled with joy
Is a green meadow.

it is maybe one of clearest days in my life in which I can see what it means to be accepting

I’m never angry because of any type of rejection; I’m always upset when it’s about unclear behaviour in human being’s life

yet today with a long ride on the road to Masjid Sultan I found that there’s part of life in which a group of people use unclarity to protect themselves but claiming they are the most honest guys on earth

there is time, a cycle of it where everything starts then ends

let’s watch people cook, let’s watch people pretend….

and when my observation is correct, I’ll tell my best friends “I told you!”

happy weekend, WordPress