Tag: acceptance

You Ask Me

Learning, Poetic, This Person
You ask me, my Love
What a heart I want to hug.
That that that sense
Senses as deep, vast, warm and clear
With a throne for it to roar--

roar? or meow…. 😻

Dandelions

Learning
It's dandelions
Waving me sweetly saying
"Your greeting turns me
To be."
They nod to my footsteps.
They wave to my breathing.
They be in this journey--
A chain of dreams
That fly to their home,
You.

yellow cuty!

dreams ready to go home

a celebration of meanings

it’s just everywhere — dandelions in Japan grass verge

some to be delivered

Bowing

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person
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

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person
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

Learning, life, love, Map It!, Poetic
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?

A Ghost Within

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person
She's a ghost within
Drawn with steps, breaths and thoughts.
Colouring a life--

a ghost within reminding me everyday that no one is perfect

a self portrait of 50% or maybe 0% or maybe 100% each day I touch it

looking like a ghost of my own dead

😁

This Love

Learning, love, Poetic
This love, Beloved
Flies from nowhere to your head
That thinks not of me.
Do I exist when you do?
Rose tint that will fade away--

the wish is for red roses but what’s coming is red butterflies that will keep the cycle on and on.

Pretty Blooms

Learning, Poetic
Pretty blooms, my love
Silently welcomes a smile.
Always surprising--

do you see the slim line? a stem of flowers to be – golden shower, the shower room gang

Those In

Learning, Poetic, This Person
How can they be
Part of me?
Emerging
Merging
Like a history.
Who am I? Or who am I supposed to be?
Are those in possibly?
Or none?
Let it be.

Semar

his wisdom & simplicity — my #1 wayang kulit

Anggraeni

my #1 female wayang, a nobody in the wayang box, a loyal wife to a loyal husband — a humble abode for a humble soul

Anoman

he is a symbol of sheer devotion & vitality — what’s more do you want in life?

Larasati

an intelligent woman married to a superior man — still she is willing to be a humble background although she is allegedly much more skilful than her well-known husband, Arjuna

Sri Kresna

I used to misunderstand about his super wised-up character until finding him a mastermind of the biggest battle of a family — The Bharatayudha

no more Sri Kresna as my super wayang

Arjuna

I used to think a perfect man is like him until finding myself as someone who asks too many questions; no perfect man –if like him– can handle me

I let go off him long time ago

😎

Limbuk

I thought I was one princess in the wayang box but I am ok to be her — someone who is willing to be as humble as herself, fun as herself, relaxed as herself, witty as herself, confident as herself, flirtatious as herself, devoted as herself, mature yet childlike as herself, happy-go-lucky as herself

just like herself in herself wherever she is put to be

Bima

my father’s favourite

Leaping Heart (ranting)

Learning

What I’ve felt about myself for the last two weeks has been amazing at the same time embarrassing. The amazement of seeing how heart can leap just because of listening to someone’s voice is unbearable. The embarrassment of seeing how this heart is still leaping because of listening to someone’s voice is also unbearable.

Do I want to keep it?

I don’t have any plan. I just want to enjoy how my heart does this so genuinely. And at the same time I probably would love to see if that voice is just an acting disc that hits one wall but actually targets another side. Something new, something that might give me a different turn in my journey– I don’t want to trust any human being living but myself , but this journey is what I believe.

Beloved, show me the true face of Life in which….

You show the true face of Death.

Thank you.

true face of life & death

Folded Paper

Learning, love, Poetic, This Person
Folded paper, Love
Hides faces, shows a
figure.
Bowing to the soul--

bowing to the soul by not bowing