Posted in scribbles, usual ramblings on September 13, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Geet, Geet, Geet
When boys see you, they smile and yell “Fweeeet, fweeet”
You make their hearts skip a beat,
Coz, you are so sweet.
Again and again, it’s you they want to meet,
Geet, Geet, Geet.
Sha wrote me this aaaaaaaages ago. RME. But cute. Thanks again, Sha. Just what I needed to brighten up my boring Saturday at work! [...]
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Posted in scribbles on August 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
He is her light
She is his goddess
Shine together
Sweet eternity
Whispering thousand dreams
Run bare feet in spring
Live life
Never leave
This is love
Trying to figure out what love could mean, constrained by words that come with this magnetic poetry set that my mama and athai had on their fridge in Jakarta.
If only.
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Posted in reflections, scribbles on September 3, 2007 | 7 Comments »
I look at the girl in the mirror.
I hardly recognise her.
All made up to look the part that she plays every day.
Each detail carefully attended to, so meticulous she is.
Alongside, she carefully paints another layer.
This one, more protective than aesthetic.
Keeping her safe from the evils lurking around the corner.
She carries her heart on her sleeve, [...]
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Posted in scribbles on July 27, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Tiresome faces ponder,
they carry many a burden,
tender buds unknowing,
of the blossoms of life,
but yet ravaged by the storms of the night,
Shall they wither, shall they wilt,
and many will,
but perchance one shall bloom,
perchance, one shall.
-Rethi
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Posted in scribbles on April 4, 2007 | 4 Comments »
The Body is merely a shell.
An outer covering, a physical form for our immortal soul.
The Body is merely a vehicle.
A utility device that carries through this life that we fuse with, in the next.
The Body is not ours to keep.
Yet we use and abuse it.
Bulimia, Anorexia, Tattoos, Bodybuilding,
Waxing, Chopping, Self-inflicting, Dyeing.
Dying.
As we age, as we [...]
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Posted in scribbles on March 29, 2007 | 4 Comments »
I wish I could just tell them everything.
That I could open up so easily.
Especially since I know how difficult it will be,
for them, not me.
How difficult it will be to understand that which is happening.
Just because, it is so foreign.
The concept so strong in them,
the idea of a deviation, alien.
How difficult it will be,
Not only [...]
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Posted in scribbles on March 13, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Have you heard the sound of Hope?
I have.
It sounds like waves crashing against rocks and sea birds flapping their wings.
It sounds like the gentle breeze rustling in a quiet forest, and the murmur of trees talking to one another.
It is a calming sound, yet refreshing and rejuvenating.
I like that sound, I like hearing it everyday.
I [...]
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Posted in scribbles on February 21, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Here’s to one of the bravest women I know.
Who left her all her familiar things,
Family and friends,
And went on to discover another country,
and life with the person she loves most.
Here’s a big hug to that woman,
the warmest, cuddliest one that can be given
Just so that she’ll know,
that at least one person out there feels [...]
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