bayangan

bagaikan bayang-bayang mu,
pergerakan ku dibentuk mu,
tanpa rasa letih ku mengikuti mu,
bagaikan bayangan yang tidak akan lenyap,
inilah bayangan mu...
bayangan hidup ku...

berdarah atau berkandung tanah,
bayangan ini tetap menerpa,
bersisi dengan mu tanpa mengira mentari atau purnama,
bayangan....

* soo cheesy... hahaha

barnacled soul

changing and ever changing,
here i am all new and fresh,
i can barely remember who i was,
i feel so light someday,
and so delirious at any others,
always trying to make my day worthy,
and found out that i wasted them by waiting,
by the time i go off with a tight heart and a goldfish pout,
only did i realise that indeed, i am patient, too patient for this.

how i wish i just spit it on your face and get over with it,
but i can't.
it's just not me, perhaps for the barnacle soul i have,
i rather hide in my shell, stick to the rock, wait and be all delirious.

Missing Note

The melody was triumphant,
but would sound majestic with the missing key,
The house was pretty,
but would be beautiful with the missing touch,
The painting is rich,
but would be treasure with the missing stroke,
The song was sung melodiously,
but would be joyous with the missing pitch,
The moment is memorable,
but will be valuable with the missing piece,
The day was nice,
but would be perfect with the missing person.