someday ~

Sometimes life seems just a chapter of fragile moments, where saying nothing is what's left of it. Sometimes love comes raw with limitless passion and fiercely everything else no longer matter. But most of times; we live in a state of mind where moving forward is the only thing we can do. We move from a state of deceived lover to a faithful partner, from an abused son, to an ideal father Or from an innocent child to a rebellious lover. It does not matter where we began, it only matter where we plan to reach because someday with sincerity and serenity, we will claim the answers that we seek.  Someday we will walk the line, someday we will walk with pride. Let go of the worrier and be a warrior because one day our dreams shall turn to reality.  

A thousand years

I've lived a thousand year through his lies. I've travelled a thousand city with his promises. And in one night; I've grown a thousand year. Oh, how childish I was yesterday.
#random back to 2010 #london

Not mine, not ever

In the darkest nights, you were my all time prince, my saviour, my salvation. I loved you whilst you loathed me for I was your daylight amuse, your opposite twin, your unbeatable sin.
As different as dark and light, we were. For how can a saint and sinner be equal? How can they be together? You gave me every reason to let go while I held to every hope to stay.  Oh how childish of me? To think I could ever be yours and you be mine. Yet I know I would love you till the last star has burned i would still be yours but you would still not be mine, not this time,  not ever.

A Guardian

They have named me the shame. They have titled me with vain. They loved to loath me the main. My people did not know.  For I were the watcher. The protector. The holder. They can smile for I took all the blame. They can laugh for I took all the flame. I shall take all my light and shine it on them for a guardian's job never in vain.

Scent

We keep certain objects to remind us of certain memories,  memories that either make us smile or dwell over in pain. We save photographs and diaries, that capture a moment of our lives, a moment we wish to live forever however although these objects remind us of a certain moment, there is one unique thing that actually takes us back in time; a scent. A scent is so powerful that it can take us back in time, it can play tricks to our minds that makes us believe that we are ten years back to a certain moment, a scent does not have to be a perfume; it could be your cream that you used in Paris while creating memories or the none stop rain wetness of london or a a medical scent while you were saying your goodbye to a beloved one. Or even the chopped grass during autumn or your morning cup of coffee with cinnamon before your lecture.

Silly girl

Silly girl holds her phone all day long waiting for a phone call that never came..
Silly girl drops tears on her pillow every night whispering to the moon his name..
Silly girl makes a wish 11:11 twice a day, a wish that did never aim..
O, silly girl had grown old and cold, and now you have lost the game..

My man never came

Broken promises, empty words.
In every crime; you wore a gloves.
Neglected with fear of losing you, I paid the price with an overdose.
I have feelings for you; these words you threw out the window once you were done. You gambled and you won.
A wolf in a cloak of sheep you came to me. You were a shepherd while I followed you to vain.
I had dreams; you had games.
I brought love; you brought pain
And now I'm left with an empty left hand and two rings of a man that never came.