Category: Poetic

Time Zones

Bob, Learning, life, love, Map It!, Poetic, This Person
Time zones, Beloved,
Limit spaces with blurred ends.
Illusion that jails.

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One hour makes things different.

Dear, time…. Thanks for the space you just gave for what’s called holiday. Please bless me with nice pace and good vibe again and again like always.

If I forget about your kindness, please remind me gently as I’m fragile. If I take you for granted, please remind me that I’m traveling between your two points: start and end.

Thanks again.

Me that is blessed with both negative and positive yet trying to balance at the zero ❣️

illusion that jails – time zones
sky is the limit – love?

Time Is Uniquely Experienced

Learning, life, love, Poetic
Breathing in
Breathing out
The air is flowing
Pumping freshness to the blood
Pushing the recyclable out.

Time units are agreed.
If passed, something is overdone.
If missed, something is given up.
If right on, moment is created.

Breath is my chosen time unit
That I prudently save
Between two points
That I travel in.

How many will I take?
I don’t even know
Or how many have I taken?
I’ve lost count.

It’s as accurate as your digital timepiece,
Or as elegant as your mechanical winding.
Our time is as precious,
Yet we count with different tools.

Alas!
Don’t ask me to walk faster
Just because you run.
Don’t tell me to stay put
Just because you sit.

Life is short
Yet expensive to lament
If we don’t cross the path,
It’s simply because of
Simple word:
Decision
Because 
Fate sometimes doesn’t seem to fit.
Whose decision?
I don’t know.
I’ll just breathe
Until the sun moves in reverse.

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Back to work very soon 😎

breathing in beauty, breathing out peace

Farmer

Learning, life, Poetic, Those People
Farmer, Beloved,
Waiting for the rain and wind
Patiently with love.

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Imagine our world without farm and farmer. Famine, thirst, drought, dead soil, dullness, colourlessness, so bored and ugly!

🌏

May all beings be happy.

not so good crop this time – soil starts getting tired of chemicals

as far as lens can see, green, yellow and blue 💓

the farmers I met when walking down the rice fields – so humble and polite, thank you so much!

Amazing Day, Today

Learning, life, Poetic
Today, Beloved,
Filled with laughter of past times.
Bitter was, sweet is—
Time doesn’t heal. It turns taste,
Look. All is well. All shall pass.

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Rendezvous with my best people, those who are always with ears to listen and to be listened to, with tongue to twist bitterness to wisdom, with foolishness to laugh at what’s not even funny but needing some appreciation.

Some people are amazing with just one reason called trust.

Blessed to have them.

Holiday is getting shorter. Let’s slow the steps and insert more meaningful conversations before it halts.

May all beings be happy.

🐣

TA – May 12, 2022 / 11:46am

Good Morning from Mother Nature

Learning, Map It!, Poetic
Mother, Beloved
She’s giving more than taking
No end since morning.

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This morning I saw my mother cleaned our slim long patch of plants and Mother Nature showed the beauty along the patch. Many herbs and flowers are presenting their prime time. Some of them are preparing their exhibit and yields. Many of them are of no bloom after last month.

I didn’t help her. Let her enjoy the cleaning, let me take some pictures. 😝

Some neighbours passed by and greeted us, exchanging some light chat about the neighbourhood. One of them came to us bringing a bowl of nasi jagung (steamed corn grain) before she went teaching.

A short visit with long lost warmth of a real neighbourhood

May all beings be happy.

one of the aloe vera pots – we harvested it to make some drink 🤩
red lemongrass ❣️ oops my sister said it’s sugar cane 😃
cabe rawit hijau – green bird chili
cabe rawit merah – red bird chili
zinnia
layered zinnia
cream zinnia
kumis kucing 🐈🐈🐈
tapak dara
cepokak
rose obviously
jasmine sambac

and so on….

nasi jagung from Bu Yati, thank you!

Indonesia – May 10, 2022 / 07:28am

Blinding Light

Learning, life, Poetic
Blinding, Beloved,
Light when too bright. Dimly bright
Suits these eyes searching
Luminosity and cracks
Following path to a home—

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Sometimes light disturbs eyes because its intensity is way too high than what’s expected or needed by the eyes. eyes can only tolerate and work well with enough light. So the more isn’t always the better.

May all beings be happy.

Changi Airport with its lights – this one is a favourite ❣️
❣️
so much thing to miss for the past 2 years, this garden of giant bright dandelions is one of those – let’s fly home

Rendezvous! Whoohoo!

Learning, life, Poetic
A rendezvous
Pouring some unmet words—
It’s a rendezvous
Exchanging stories,
Laughing at saved jokes,
Frowning on some questions to answer.
A true moment
Capped with
An “Au revoir!”

Whoohoo!

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🐣

a treat for a happy first day on our first official day after more than 2 years working from home – thanks, buddy! 🥳

If I’m Missed, ….

Learning, life, Poetic
I’m a nut
In a gigantic machine.
Even if I’m missed,
The machine still works wonder.
And so be it.

I’m a grain of sand
In a far vast sand dune.
Even if I’m missed,
The land still spreads wonder.
And so be it.

I’m a drop of water
In a cask of wine.
Even if I’m missed,
You’re still having happy hour.
And so be it.

I’m one in billions
In this spinning plane.
Even if I’m missed,
It won’t mean less greater.
And so be it.

Life is so fragile
Yet so dense
Like a spider web
Wrapping a prey
Before it’s dissolved
Away….

And
You are
Written in this tiny matter—

….. so be it.

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ribbon wrapping around me, continue living either secretly or openly

Temasek – May 4, 2022 / rainy morning, 4:50

Warm Snow

Learning, Poetic
Hi, Purple Crocus.
You must have been hugged by snow,
Now rise joyfully.

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How is it possible for a seed to grow if not because of a warmth hug from Mother Earth blanketed by white snow?

May all beings be happy.

I’m so blessed with such a looooong weekend that I say it again and again and won’t stop playing with colours.

✍️

when time allows, colours play as much as they wish to

Roses

Learning, life, Poetic
Roses, Beloved
Gift born by Mother Nature.
A beau with sharp thorns—

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When you love a flower, let it stay in its tree until it passes away by the warmth of the day prince and the coolness of the night queen. It deserves nothing but appreciation; admiration is too fake for a shirt life of a rose.

Weekend, weekend! Very looong weekend!

🐣

keep practicing, not for perfection but for character 💓

Watching Beauty Decomposed

Learning, life, Poetic, This Person, Those People
Beauty, Beloved
Bodily fades. Beauty stays
Only as value:
Commitment, integrity.
Forever? Yes, forever.

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I won’t exchange anything in me with anything from any other beautiful, rich, sexy women who look happier and more successful because I love the way Mother Nature presents life through this very journey.

Watching physical deterioration is provoking yet amazing. Seeing my own picture from small girl to adult mature, it takes courage to tell myself that who was radiantly strong has grown to this dully weak. At the same time it takes courage to tell myself that who was carelessly egotistical has grown to this wisely humble.

Thanks so much for all the lessons and gifts. I won’t regret. 🐣

May all beings be happy.

Dedicated to: scammers who never stop trying stealing from others in one way or another – if you don’t have money, just stop shopping, don’t use others’ to satisfy your impulsive buying, lazybones!

this old guy is clear and accurate, the other two favourite: the apartment doorman and the psychologist – different spectrum of covert beauty

A Gift

Learning, life, Poetic
A gift, Beloved,
From hands with a heart tested
Through time to well shine—

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Giving is one of human nature that can fade away if the hands and the heart are let be corroded by calculation and distrust.

It’s a gift to have hands loaded with loving and caring heart or heart equipped with loving and caring hands with very little if not any calculation and distrust. Train yourself, dear self to be generous. Just don’t get trapped by scammers who never stop trying to leak tanks. 🙂

Alfatihah.

first medium size canvas (30×30) – preparing a painting for one good neighbour in Singapore

One Step At A Time

Learning, life, Poetic
Never miss a step
Taken to reach the last point.
Just enjoy. And joy—

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Enjoy today’s experimental bread. Not the best but truly an enjoyable process. Should have been only one potato

Fasting is always about hunger, thirst and on hold of many things. But it’s worth doing, its breaking is worth waiting.

May all beings be happy.

🐣

🤩 more mozzarella please
😍
🙂
mashed potato and mayonnaise
first and third layers are mozzarella
not as easy as thought
one should be better
rested for 1 hour

Biutyful

Learning, life, love, Poetic
Life’s misunderstood
As blurred when eyes are cloudy.
Beauty is constant
Not to the eyes. To the heart
It’s a bunch of what’s biutyful.

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Observing the observer—

Let them misunderstand whatever about your own self as a secret is a secret that will remain mystery to those sleeping or cloudy eyes. If bright eyes can be tricked with a sheet of A4, what will a block of wall do to those cloudy?

Life is biutyful.

my love isn’t romance – no description matches

Perfect

Learning, life, Poetic
Perfect, Beloved
Indication of moments,
Not about others—

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I thought there was perfection but then life showed me that the only thing truly modified by the word perfect is time or in some situation called moment. Other than those two creatures are never essentially perfect, they are perfect through some agreed points of view.

When it is over, it is perfectly done – time is up. When it is cut, it is perfectly completed – time is up.

And I accept a “time is up” sincerely or forcefully. A let go. A move on. A celebration. A moment to remember. A memory to save.

Oh life…. A set of perfect moments you are!

Thank you!

how do you hide imperfect look? make it black and white, that’s exactly what some human beings do to judge others – black, white — or, slice the thing, don’t see big picture and perfection is as if there 🧐

Singapore – Apr. 19, 2022 / 21:03

Life As I Like It

Learning, life, Poetic, This Person, Those People
Good life, Beloved
Surrounded by them most loved
In green serene air—

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I like to tell some colleagues that I’ll be the host for our reunion dinner in my home 15 years from now. It must be a good time to talk about how we’re doing what we’re doing.

Though not soon, ‘m looking forward to a long life to make it happen.

See you in a green serene garden, fellas! 🥳

water, greenery, away from parties – life as I love it 💓 – one spot in Singapore Botanic Garden 😍

Temasek – Apr. 19, 2022 / 19:33