I’ve Started Thinking

I've started thinking
And it's started with you. You
That I've been thinking--

you’re the rhythm in the musical staff; you’re the rhyme in my head

Anything But King

being a pawn, Love:
walk up then be anything.
anything. but king--

you just need to safely walk; yet there shall be purpose, plan, strategy, rescue, re-evaluate of steps all the way across the line

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The Wolf to The Moon

The wolf to the moon
"I miss you, the eye of nights."
She sets, counting days.

time starts with the count of a rise

love starts with the count of a prayer

trust starts with letting go

space starts with acceptance

you & I starts when both howl in unisoncalling what’s the moon is hiding

Composed

Colours, Beloved
Emit messages through air
Wrapped by sight of yours.

why do they think I flirt if I’m a complete composition with which life sings, a finished painting in which symbols are spread, an unrolled land on which my whole body rests every night

i let them misunderstand the way they think they understand me

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I Tell My Black Horse

I tell my black horse
To nod at the blue mountain.
We're ready to climb.

it’s the climb that gives the journey hope to see things from different perspectives every time the traveler stops to let the horse grass before walking up….

…. and fear that something unexpected happens on the way

it’s a journey though worth taking

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

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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

Sunset

Sunset, Beloved
Whose Colours blanket this heart--
Everything adds up.

today’s sunset from my shower cubicle

Book of Love

This book of love, Love
Its pages whisper your names.
Beauty, Majesty--

thanks for the space in life in which emptiness is truly not the empty

Between Raindrops

Between raindrops, Love
I find hope and fear meet up
To climb a mountain.

feeling the gap between raindrops isn’t as easy as clapping hands 🍀

Noise

A noise, Beloved
In the ears, never within--
Gap of a light speed.

sometimes a noise is a vibe that triggers a good rest, just like TV screen at my childhood — at that time there was only 1 TV station belonging to the Govt & at midnight after “Berita Terakhir” our TV screen would be full of “buzzing ants” like the above picture 😁

Destined

It's destined, my love
Feet walk to where heart is pulled.
Where brain runs no more--

Ratianah Kebaya is always a nice place where I talk to both Ratianah & Putri, 2 Singaporean friends who share the same attention as mine: “batik & kebaya” ☺️

Wardah Books, visitors seen from the staircase 💕

legendary staircase, more than 100 years

trust me you’ll like everyone serving you in this corner — either brother or sister, one is always reminding me “you have some roses, do you want to spend it today for your books?” and my answer is mostly “no, thank you not today; next time when enough to buy a set of books” 🍀

croissant from konditori

some people said kebaya & blue jeans won’t go well – to me it’s a perfect match even when looking blur 😁

Breeze

Natural as breeze
I walk the road to sunset
With words recited--

I loved reading Jane Austen’s novels back at uni time; then I downloaded movies adapted from her novels in AppleTV. Her wittiness as channeled through the characters & flow of stories, & clarity about how to make a character a normal human being with weak & strong characters is….. superb!

Among all heroines of hers, I like Elizabeth Bennet & Elinor Dashwood. Their clear thinking, depth of love are their common personality traits; in fact while Lizzy is witty & brave, Elinor is taciturn & reserved– contrast!

Gentlemen? Most of my folks at uni loved Mr Darcy, while I love Mr Knightley better. Mr Darcy is #3 for me. 😁

Enjoy your reading, WordPress. If you are Jane Austen fans, please share your thought.

Weekend mood should always be relaxed & carefree.

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Flower Arrangement

Flower arrangement
Scrutinized by pairs of eyes--
Layers of beauty.

any flower will do for me but no plastic flowers, please

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 🍀🐣

Walking A Route

A short route to walk
When the sun's down, the moon's up.
The dark that protects--

my normal weekly brisk walk route keeps rewilding 👍🏽

crescent moon that doesn’t look crescent 😆

white spider lily along the way

it’s erected completely, across the reservoir

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

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