serene

Oh baby even during my worst nights
My exciting days
My sunny mornings
My serene sleep
Im still in to you
I will always be into you

love wins

If I were to leave you my friend
Because my beliefs contradicts yours 100%
Would you forgive me for putting you last?
Eventhough I promised you this friendship would last
I love you my friend
But I love myself a bit more
That i have to say goodbye to you
I love you my friend
I hope we 'll meet again someday
Somewhere far
And in that place, 
We would be kissing the grass in the same direction together.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 14

Post a poem (written by someone else) that you love (for any reason).

One Art - Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;

so many things seem filled with the intent

to be lost that their loss is no disaster.


Lose something every day. Accept the fluster

of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.

The art of losing isn’t hard to master.


Then practice losing farther, losing faster:

places, and names, and where it was you meant

to travel. None of these will bring disaster.


I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or

next-to-last, of three loved houses went.

The art of losing isn’t hard to master.


I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,

some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.

I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.


—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture

I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident

the art of losing’s not too hard to master

though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 13

Write a bad poem, make it as lousy as you can, do everything wrong, make yourself awful.

My feet is black
My walls has cracks
Stop being a fag
Give me my cat back

Now, what else do I lack?
Wait let me re-check
Oh yea my new skateboarding deck
What the heck
The aliens are about to attack!
Get back on track
Before we get chased by a wolf pack.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 12

Write a short poem that a child would like.

Cotton candy ice cream marshmallows
Orange blue green and yellow
Open your mouth wide get ready to swallow
Finish your food before to the playground you go.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 11

Tell your life story in 6 words.

No ambitions but ambitious since young.

miscellaneous #3

I havent been painting for a long time since I choose to write instead. But on the day I presented my first spoken word @ Gaslight Cafe, i bought i canvas with Alam because i just miss painting so much. So yea, tonighy i finally had an idea to paint. Now i have something to put on my bedroom wall!

P/s: fonts shall always be the death of me.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 10

Write a list poem.


PAST MIDNIGHT THOUGHTS
1. I dont feel like writing tonight, my cramps are killing me.
2. I have no choice but to do this because its a challenge, you dont call it a challenge if you cannot finish it. It would just be a practice.
3. I've never thought I would be a person who would check someones Twitter favourites all the time. I know, I'm a joke.
4. I still cannot make up my mind about you, when actually I have given my answer. Do we consider this as a regret? 
5. I hope you are doing just fine.
6. I said two more Wednesdays, but I'm the one dying to talk to you everyday especially past midnight.
7. I think this list doesn't even make sense.
8. Thats the month of your birthday right? I don't know.
9. I dont really miss talking to you because you listen to me, I just miss listening to you talking for hours about 'petty' things that you like overthink about. And also your mood swing. I always wonder if you're alright, thats all.
10. The number people always end their list eventhough numbers are infinite. If you are alright, I guess this is goodbye? 

((I cant undo this italicised font because im using my phone, damn it))

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 9

Pick a one line song lyric to serve as an epigraph to your poem. Then, write the poem to accompany it.

Kodaline - All I Want

So you brought out the best of me,
A part of me I've never seen
I ran away
Because its nothing like what I've always been
You could see what I can't
You believe in our love but I denied
I loved you but I wasn't sure
About the things I said to you
I'm afraid if I actually lied
I want you to forget me
And I'll forget you
I am paranoid about heartaches
Yes I do
I want love to dissapear
Seriously I do

apols

Im sorry if my poems are not touching enough

Im sorry if the way im telling you is not as exciting as poetries should be

Im sorry if the way I speak isn’t as passionate as other poets

Im sorry if the lines isn’t great enough to go deep into your soul

Im sorry if the words I use sometimes doesn’t make sense

Im sorry for standing here under this light right infront of you only to take your time for nothing

Im sorry that you have to hear my stories that are not even tales

Im sorry if im nothing like you expect me to be

Im sorry im not the one youre gonna remember from this event

Im sorry for keep apologising

Because my heart, its numb

And I cant feel and find whats in me

But my hand wants to write

And my mind wants to pour

So once again before I go, im sorry.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 8

Quickly jot down four verbs, four adjectives, and four nouns. Write a poem using all 12 words.

Fall
Smell
Support
Impress

Jealous

Filthy

Calm

Vivacious

Twelve

Ocras

Flowers

Wednesday

It was a Wednesday

Her house was filthy 

She could smell the nasty rotten okras from her dead garden

Smelly and moldy

She cleaned everything up

Put on her favorite dress

Plucked the only flowers alive 

A crown made of daisies was placed on her head.

She took her step out confidently 

Her goal was to impress her neighbor

Who has an amazing garden she had always been jealous of

Which happened to be her ex-husband

The man she would be meeting at twelve in the divorce trial the next day

She stayed calm and vivacious

Walking with her empty fruit basket to go to the market

Until suddenly the rain started to fall

And ruined her makeup

And he saw

She was embarrassed because no matter how hard she tries

She can never prove to him that she is better off without him

Nope, she couldn't hide her miserableness

She needed him to support her everyday.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 7

Write a cinquain on a topic of your choice.

Waterfall

Flows harsh

Rushing, showering, pouring

Waterfalls are natures’ gift.

Cascade.

Wanders

Have you ever tried to feel something you're supposed to just to be normal?
Or you do it because you think you'll get used to it so it becomes natural?
but no matter how hard you try, you will always feel like you're faking it.
So you stop and get confused about what is actually in your heart.
Mess things up, and you now don't even know how to differentiate feelings and thoughts.
It sucks sometimes to be a person who "don't care" or "numb".
Because people would always say- follow your heart not your mind. I can't even distinguish them- how?
I know the answer, which is my mind is stronger than my heart.
Thats why I have always been sticking to my roots and opinions.
Even when I change them, I have a reason to do so.
My mind controls my feelings.
Behind my mind theres its guardian- my ego.
It sucks.
Poets write what they feel.
I write my thoughts so that it turns into feelings that I 'believe'.

miscellaneous #2

indeed, the best of writings or poetries are from the Quran.

so beautiful right T.T i know.

Miscellaneous #1

This is where im gonna talk about random stuffs, ignoring my grammar vocab and all the other rules i have to obey when writing.

so yea, lately i have been really obsessed with natural remedies.
lately as in this year.
i started when i bought oats to eat at college, but it turned out differently.
i did not eat them all, half of it was used to wash my face.
so random hahaha, yea i stopped using facial cleanser because they all dont work for me.
thats one thing.
but  stopped already because im too lazy to stock up myself with original oats.

next is when everytime i have sore throat i would always fix it the natural way
like gargling salt and eating honey before bed and drink lots of water

now... since i have reaaaally bad period cramps, my sister inlaw introduced me to virgin coconut oil capsules for me to take as a daily supplement.
and it helps! no more pink panadols!! haha, well it still hurts a bit but not as much as it used to be.
and i even use coconut oil for my face before bed.
since i dont have the jar-kind-of-coconut-oil, i take one capsule a day and poke it so that i can use the oil to mosturize and reduce acne on my face.

sometimes, when i eat bananas, i rub the peels on my face in the morning, leave it on my face while i do my chores and then shower.

so thats a few stuffs im trying,
it hasnt given a full effect on my face.
but for now i think it kinda work because i have really sensitive facial skin.

oh yea, not to forget, baking soda for blackheads!

hahaha if you dont believe me/want to know more on how it works/how to use them in detail, you can read them up online and try it for yourself.

bucketlist #2

I can't wait any longer
Until my glass bottle is filled with notes I have been feeding it with

I can't wait any longer
Until buying plane tickets using my own money is'nt a myth

I can't wait any longer
For the plane I fly land in Bolivia
So that I can rent a car and drive myself to Salar De Uyuni
Only to walk on extra salted sea
Pretending to have a superpower
That allows me to dance on water.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 6

Write a poem of any length incorporating every word from your latest Facebook status.

yes that is my latest facebook status. what do you expect? hahaha

Long time ago I wished I was in love

I wished I could feel how its like to be broken hearted

After a few years a guy came and said "Hello"

I suddenly became so confused and disoriented

Months past by and I still can't understand myself

I ended what we had

Ignored everything he had sacrificed

I even laughed at myself

For being so freaking retarded

Falling in love and heartbreaks?

Hahahaha

Dont even dream of it

If your ego is the only thing you feed.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 5

Write a three line poem about lemons without using the following words: lemon, yellow, round, fruit, citrus, tart, juicy, peel, and sour.


You'll see them near Oranges not Bananas
You'll squeeze it when you eat Fish & Chips

Not to forget the ugly face you'll make if you lick it.

thats the best i can do i suck hahaha

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 4

Write a haiku. They’re often about nature, but yours can be about anything.

BooKoo

Dont judge by its cover

As it first dedicates to whoever should be dedicated

Read to gain.

Water Closet

I need you more than anything at this moment

To let out what ive been keeping in me

My bladder is gonna burst

Please

(screw one haiku, i write two)

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 3

Find the nearest book (of any kind). Turn to page 8. Use the first ten full words on the page in a poem. You may use them in any order, anywhere in the poem.

Book : BRICK BY BRICK by Jasmin Hassan

Poem : My Poems Are Incomplete

Just like my heart
My poems are incomplete-
For I have lost
What makes me believe
That true love exist

And I shall leave it incomplete
Until God says its time
To -

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 2

Who was the last person you texted? Write a five line poem to that person.

I wanna call this one - TIME MACHINE 
For my boyfriend.


I was trying so hard to forget something my mind wants to remember but you brought it back up
My mouth was happily telling everything as my mind felt euphoria flying back to 2011 reminiscing the memories it remembers best
My heart was trying to fight for whats right which is appreciating and committing to you
And my mood just fucked up.
Thanks for understanding.

#30DaysPoetryChallenge - Day 1

Write a poem where every line starts with a letter from your first name (an acrostic).
Not about you or your name.




As he walked pass by me
First thing that got to me was his hair
It falls exactly like my long lost ex boyfriends'
Quizzed by myself I approached him
And the first thing he said when he saw me was
'Hey old love?'

#LoveLettersToMe 2

Dear body, You may be covered with layers of fats, But youre the reason for the warmth i feel while others are shivering.

#LoveLettersToMe

Dear facial skin, You may be mar, But the redness of the colour you glow on my cheeks is the reason that i feel beauteous.

ruined

love,
your goal is to make me a better person
but did you not realise how much youre ruining me?

Wounded Soul

To the wounded soul.

I'm sorry if i don't appreciate you enough

Or listen to whatever you have to say

Or respect your opinions about me.

I'm sorry if you think I cannot commit to this relationship 

and know my dos and donts.

I'm sorry if I'm always bothering your mind with the little things I do.\

Things you don't fucking care.

I'm sorry that I'm not at all like you

and I don't care as much as you do

But you still do because you don't know how not to.

And I know sorry is not enough if I'm going to keep repeating whatever I'm doing.

Change is very hard especially when we don't even want to try

And for now I'm still not ready to even think of it.

Honestly 

if you think you're going to get hurt by me

for the next few months

or I dont know how long

and you cant bear it,

Im fine for you to leave.

I haven't been thinking at all 

but then I thought I have to say this 

because its stupid if I keep on doing things that would hurt you.

And even after this long apology

I cannot guarantee you that I wont hurt you again

because that's what I always do anyway

And just as you expect

I enjoy doing it because I have never got this much attention before. 

But you should know that

even if nobody paid attention to me

I would still be okay 

because its pretty awful sometimes 

to have the thought that you're hurting someone who loves you

but you cant help but still hurt them.

Lastly, I'm sorry if this hurt too much.

I know, 

I'm so sure I will hurt you more in the future. 

I just do.

I'm sorry.

stars

0423 on the airplane
it's always a blessing to get the window seat
especially when you accidentally woke up
and the only thing accompanying you
was the stars

bucketlist #1

I am dying
to get a morning call from the whistlisng winds
to slide the curtains to the side
when light tries to sneak in
and walk out to the balcony
breathing in the breeze that brought waves
hting the Santorini buildings
in Greece.

wreckage