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Tag: morning
Morning
Morning, Beloved
Welcomes a cycle to close,
To open new days.
morning has broken
Thank You, My Morning
Thank you, my morning
For giving my passion back
After short suicide.
the lagoon pool this morning, its splashing sound competing with the traffic picking up was the background when i called my mother after my morning walk
my mother is sometimes too worried about me then she says “you’re too active”; she’s not exactly right — yes i swim every 2 days, walk 5km every 2 days and bike now and then but i see others run, hike the mountains, box (some of my Filipino colleagues do), etc
so i told my mother just now that i will keep being active if this is what she calls active as this is what makes me greet my morning with positive vibes everyday
i don’t want to waste my time by doing what those in despair do
and she always tells me “don’t forget the routine fasting but eat more” — what?! mother…. a woman that annoys you but you can’t stop loving her
terima kasih, my morning & ibuku sayang
Morning
Morning brings me heart
Newly dipped in coloured hopes
To welcome new days.
maroon heliconia
yellow heliconia
the sun showing his radiance
Morning
Morning
My only time
That can be broken
But not damaged
Day and night
My only time
That can be merry
Without celebration
Life
My only time
That can kindle hope
Sweeping hatred away
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the red in the tip of east side 💕
old jeeps to climb up to 3 spots to see the daily sunrise, this one is the lowest spot
Mount Bromo and her neighbourhood in one bright morning
the other side of the sea of sand
vertically
Morning
Morning gives her vibe with fragrance of dews to start a day that is bright.
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Breakfast
Morning is welcomed
By a tray of whatever
Turning to a best.
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Morning
Morning is about
Chirping birds, calm sea, soft breeze
Greeting these senses.
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Morning
Morning, Beloved,
Summariser of senses
Foundation of days—
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What morning can bring to a warm heart is always a bunch of sweet surprise.
Thank you!
History of A Tree
You have to believe
Nature lives with you, ruling
Games in which you are.
See colours. Watch shapes. Seasons,
Patterns count the scores to make.
Fruits rot. Flowers sere.
Leaves fall. Trunks topple. Roots die.
This plant is a name
In encyclopaedia,
Memory of its climbers.
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This body has expiry date. I’m seeing it deteriorates in time. What will be something of me left behind?
Temasek, Ramadhan 11 / 5:55am
Fresh And New
One note, Beloved,
A dewdrop touching the grass
Intonates a song.
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Whispering good prayers as softly as the the vapour drips millions of dewdrops in harmony on the grass, greeting the earth for a new day—
Salaam….
What’s Your Mantra?
Sun yawns. Morning comes No earlier, no later Without a mantra.
I had a chat with one best friend about mantra. Long story short, we agreed that everyone can have one’s own mantra that works wonder as long as the mantra is recited with all one’s heart. Then we decided to compose our own mantra to help boost materialising the dreams. One of them? To charm our own heart that is very difficult to tame— two stubborn ladies.
Then we exchanged mantra. Hers was straight forward containing what she wanted to happen and recited like rap song. Mine was a melodious song. Tried my best luck to sing it and sent the recording to her. Such a good day to laugh joyfully. And?
And we agreed that we both are funny and don’t have to worry about mantra; just need to believe that dreams will come true like the sun that welcomes the day from the east on time. Mantra is the right motivation and with it, what we both need to do is just to work on what we want to achieve.
Hey, hey! Our mantra were actually not too bad. We might release a mantra album someday. 😝
A Brand New Day
A brand new day’s come With the breeze through the windows; With the morning sun; With your shadow, Beloved Who dances through my heart beats.
To those who have lost the trust of love…. There is always a brand new day, a brand new way.
May all beings be happy….
Morning Greets Sweetly – haiku
Morning greets sweetly
Eyes that open lazily.
Love is truly blind.
Singapore – June 19, 2020 / 21:40
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Only human beings own the ability to manipulatively respond to anything, while other beings will always respond honestly as they are. Morning will always present bright colours either with the shining sun, cooling rain, wrapping cloud, awaiting meeting, and other possible hustle-bustle of the job; yet people will not always smile in the morning. There are those choosing to start the day with heavy burden and drudging steps.
If you wanna see what true love is, find the love shown by the nature and learn through it.
May all beings be happy.
Scorching Month Day #10 – haiku
Cock-a-doodle-doo!
Sound of nature is pitching.
Throw toothbrush on me.
Picture borrowed from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/512214157591678147/
Kuching – June 15, 2016 – 5:27am
I Can’t Sleep Well – haiku
Why can’t I sleep well?
Maybe night is too young, or
Morning comes early.
Singapore – February 1, 2016 – 5:00am
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