graphs of my Universe
Dear,
You.
Could you tell my body
To slow down
And let you go first?
Your Highness Age,
You are too excited
Yes, precise too.
Yet would you please
Leave me an energetic one?
Yours truly,
Weakening Body
—
how i see myself 😍
how my nephews and nieces see me 😂
About love
That throbs like screaming wound,
Craving for nothing but
Its own
Genuineness,
Clarity,
Loyality.
No reciprocity
No repayment
It hurts.
It hurts.
Yet it is noble
And true.
It is endless overflow
Of spring water
To the river
Flowing
To the
Sea.
—
the driver drove me these 2 days has 3 kids; 1 is pursuising police education, 1 is studying to be a technician, 1 is 10 years old
he and his wife work super hard to make their children’s dreams come true — they have double jobs and spend most of their time working
that old man and his loyal wife truly have reflected what love is, reminding me to my parents and what they did for their children
thank you for the love lesson that makes me believe how love changes things
❣️
What do you dream
Of a city
Where you drive like a snail,
Work like a horse,
Sleep like a girrafe?
Wake up.
The dice is rolling,
A lucky number is falling,
You are winning.
—
i wrongly booked a hotel — it was supposed to be in BCG yet i wrongly selected the one in the Roxas Boulevard; as a result i am now staying in a hotel with a casino and the room is really not for business people, it is for those busy partying — next time i should be more careful 😎
Kindness, Beloved
A strand of gemstones glowing.
A gift for my love--
—
arriving home from Malaysia, i found a sukun (bread fruit) as a gift from my neighbours (cleaners, gardeners, security guards) for the 2nd time — need to look for things that can give them smile
thank you, neighbours!
Stop and look
So you could really see.
Yours truly,
Camera
—
(short poem at lunch break)
time to get busy with my dslr again
How drunk are you?
Yours truly,
Wine of Life
—
(short poem at lunch break)
I wish a nice day for you
And evening so bright,
In one morning wishing you
Good night.
How time
Broadens our space,
It mimes
Every broken wish.
—
The Persistence of Memory (painting by Salvador Dali)
Walking a cross road,
Filling a crossword puzzle
With just a sweet wit
—
never hesitate to walk through a cross road where map is sometimes a second thought, the first is always what my heart says ❣️
Perfect, Beloved?
Universe dancing pattern
With risks and blessings--
—
there is no need to be perfect to be beautiful — it is just about expressing one’s self genuinely
picture from Pinterest
In our next
Next
Next rendezvous
We won't see but white
And laughter
Decorating the day.
All bad times will be forgotten,
Leaving early with the short memory
Giving us only good times
And an ease that next stage
Is just another
Rendezvous.
—
if we all survive by then, my best friends and i will look like this 😍 all of us will wear spectacles 😁 how sweet and romantic a friendship can be ❣️
picture from Pinterest
To remember you is hard
With only shadow in my eyes.
To touch you is hard
With dimensions between us.
To see you is hard
With you unwilling to show up.
To hear you is hard
With your vague heads-up.
Yet to love you is light
As light as light brightening my heart.
—
someone is lucky to be capable of loving even that whose heart is a frozen clover 🍀
What can be sweeter than sugar
Except a heart that sings
In each of her beat
In each of her vibe
In each of her flutter
—
many minutes of delay mean a lot of tea, book and music — i am not with a sweetheart but always with a sweet heart
💕
Among petit rain
Bright colours start a new day.
Beauty knows her way.
—
orchids
Who are you, hooman.
Don't sleep here,
My bed.
I am new here.
Yours truly
Visiting cat.
—
on the bed – this cat belongs to my mother’s neighbour; she visits my mother’s home everyday leaving her 3 kittens screaming, she will run back home when she is full 😍 she even enjoys the bed for her before others can slumber at night 😌
on my lap – a mother sometimes needs a daughter’s lap — neko-chan!!! 😃
A fan not, dear love
Takes away half of portion
Of adoration.
—
no garnish, just 2 cabbage rolls for today’s night munching
my first cabbage rolls — not the best, i regretted of putting a can of tomato into it, should have been half of if
i am not a fan of tomato 😌
i still have 8 remaining in the freezer and will make it perfect next year 😍
To look you up
Like my breakfast's
Sunny side up.
—
did my best although my sunny side up is not round — i folded it 💕
Once I saw a name
On one of my 100 days
Then a cloud flew
Over the same night
Sweeping away a story
Leaving an end
Hanging silently
With no word
Just my throbbing heart
Counting how long spaces were.
Then I asked you
"Did I really see
You?"
—
Life is given
Each day
To those
Falling in love.
How can I not breathe
You?
—
the flowers give life to the statue
Atsushi Taniguchi is a florist whose flower arrangements define that that i call falling in love — colourful yet not busy, packed yet not congested, priceless yet not expensive, easy yet not cheap, meticulous yet not complicated
💕
If I can cry my soul,
It is only for
You.
I
Whose heart is made of
Silken nets miss
You.
I
Whose plane wanders
Circumambulate
You.
—
stillness that spins, noise that calms, memory that vanishes, emptiness that fulfils — all within
what’s missed has all been met at a point for a moment then time pulls the wanderer to keep the journey on and on like a subtle network full of signs and wisdom about the beloved
happy long weekend with no interruption
💕
My heart is a garden of roses
That bloom
When I feel
You.
My heart is a garden of thorns
That prick
When I think of
You.
—
wishing that a climbing rose grows and blooms happily in the kitchen door 💕 my guests will feel the beauty without having to think of the gardening
picture from Pinterest
I wished him much money
I wished myself something less
I won't know if he'll be happy
I know I get the best
—
Merry Christmas
i met a friend who asked me to wish him happiness by having a lot of money then i wished that for him; he asked if i wanted the same wish, i asked him to wish me that i live my life to the fullest — he said “you are blessed with it now”
some friends simply make you feel thankful forever with what you have
Have I not known, Love
A gathering of flowers?
White dots among green--
—
it takes just a genuine beholder to see beauty gathering under the day light
A guest, Beloved:
Someone enjoying your home
Then a warm farewell
—
it’ was either me or my friend the guest here; yet we both enjoyed today’s dinner so much
Leaving with no grudge
That giving an ugly setting
To this short story
—
you can be someone’s story background like those flowers and grass in this photo; make sure you make the story go more smoothly or feel more easily — keep your bitter and sour taste for yourself 😁
so much love today as all things were perfectly resolved — idem ditto for all days ahead 💕
These dreams of old nights
Swaying free, ready to fly
To grow seeds of hopes.
—
ready to fly
There's no other word
Better than welcome and thanks
To visiting friends.
—
me, Mbak Dee and Pak Soer in MRT red line from Orchard heading to my home — welcome to my humble abode! 🙏🏼
Mbak Dee and I are durian eaters, Pak Soer is social durianer 😂
maybe it is the durian at night that has made me “fresher”, not only the medication that brings some spike of food craving 🤭
we went home at 12am with durian burp smell and promise to meet again some day
thank you, Mbak Dee and Pak Soer 💕
I'm late. I'm so late.
A date that I've given up,
A dinner I've skipped--
—
beef rib soup for late dinner 😊
Nothing's better than
Getting comforted today
By freshness of life.
—-
fresh from the granite mortar — rujak buah for my today’s lunch! 😊
One best, Beloved
Not ranked number one but that
From problems not run--
—
there’s always one best and this one is for today’s 😊 (sauté grated carrot, fried dried fish, seaweed)
home cooking is my favourite food
Pride, Beloved
Costs you everything,
Leaves you with nothing.
If love is here,
Why don't you say it now?
—
give up pride, choose love
picture from Pinterest
rike jokanan 
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