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Monday, January 31, 2011

Lesson #2


Picture this:
The air you breath is cold,
Enough for you to freeze the glass.
Walking along the boulevard,
Holding your own hands,
Just to keep yourself warm.

But it was something warm inside you about her,
That really keeps you warm,
From those cold breeze.

-C.K.-

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Courage and Control

The chaos sings of symmetry,
And all her words are poetry.
That’s the kind of city,
Which I want to belong....

It’s time to let your hair down,
And give yourself permission.
It takes courage and control,
But you start by letting go.

-Brandon Boyd-

Saturday, January 22, 2011

First touch




My very first oil painting in my whole 24 years.
Interesting lesson and kind of new to me.
Really new.
This is the long wait i’ve been waiting for.
Can be a boring theme but soon..i’ll create something of my own....soon.

P.S. it’s a pear by the way.

-C.K.-

Friday, January 21, 2011

Please don’t tell her

Yes, we had mutual understanding about this agreements.
And yes, no arrangement can be made without asking.
But asking is tiring for me.
It tired me out.

If you ever looked back, questions are made by me, only.
Be fair to me and only if you want.

If at the end, it’s silence, it’ll break me but i do understand.
Understanding why it’s in silence.


Say that it isn’t so
How she easily come, how she easy go
Please don’t tell her that i’ve been meaning to miss her
because i don’t, not for her
Its not that i meant to forgive, forget what i said.

Told you i don’t but
I am only trying to be the best with my attempt
To cure the rest is sure to lay me ease
The plural hurts of the words of reverse psychology.

Please don’t mention all the attention i have drawn.
Please don’t bother cause she’ll feel guilty when i’m gone.

-Jason Mraz-

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Which to bury, us or the hatchet?

I think you know what i’m getting at
I find it so upsetting that
The memories that you select
You keep the bad but the good you just forget

And even though I’m angry I can still say
I know my heart will break the day
When you peel out and drive away
I can’t believe this happened
And all this time I never thought
That all we had would be all for not

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Photo memory


Don’t need a photo of you.
Inorder to remember you.
There’s a picture of you in my mind, so beautiful.

Unless a concussion is real,
it will still be you.

-C.K-

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Twenty Eleven

It’s just another phase that we experienced and learned from the months and days.
For me, it’s just a phase we have to face.
Really hope that with all these will help us make better and sensible decisions.

We always have a strong memories for some particular person.
But the memories they have is not for you.
To them, it’s to their own particular person.
It’s one after another.
Like a cycle.
Keep going without ending.
But sad to say, it won’t be your turn.

-C.K.-