Maybe its Better if We had Never Meet Again

drenched..

wat can i do?

london has always been in love with the Rain..

embarking on an early flight..

containing the yawn, i forced..

just for a chance to meet you again..

found the red stall..

that we’re suppose to meet…

but those days just didn’t come back..

such a strong personality…

had long been tainted…

who hadn’t change for a living?

such a longing to meet

but to a jolt of realization..

and the ten years in between..

the smile that i missed so much..

left only in memories..

not even knowing, how to converse again…

just like me who hadn’t started to smoke last time..

how had you changed, i know not..

just like a hundred years of waiting

only to wake up..

even were to meet again..

would it be a mature performance?

wasn’t it better if we hadn’t meet again…?

I still remember

i still remember, the days we laughed together...

and still remember, the days we cried together...

i still remember, when we just stood in the rain, looking into each others' souls.....


those were the days, gone far away...

those were the days, that will never come back...

those were the days, etched only in memories....


maybe, not really...

maybe, it is just an illusion...

maybe, the rains are just the dreams, spilled into realities, clouded my vision....


no, i won't cry....

for tears no longer suffice...

no, i won't regret....

for regret can only make scars deeper....


i will, i really will...

keep the memories inside, deep inside....

that long ago, i had you....

but that you, had gone, and i can find you not....

This Road, We Chose

This road, we chose,
Where will it ends?

This road, we chose,
Where will it leads to?

This road, we chose,
Is it the road, we should?

Falling Leaves Quote of the Day (A Tribute to Loss of Love)

"Eventhough everyone has her own story, the ending will always be similar"

We meet, we Loved, and we broke up,

i cried, i cried, did u?

why we broke?

why you go away?

why do your scent still linger?

why are you so cruel?

why am i still thinking of you?

i creid, i cried, cried..

but your are gone...

just like leaf that falls into the river..

you flowed away, i can't catch..

you are gone, for the sea or the lake?

i knew not, knew not..

but does it matter does it not?

for dreams that chased away will come back again not...

Just how many of us who had been through a break up experienced the above described poem? I think most do. When we break up, we will start to think and question ourself. Sometimes, we even blame. Sometimes, we got into a ditch for nothing.

But it all doesn't matter because in the end of the day, everything that we experienced will only be like it is, an experience. A memory that is sweet yet incomplete. After a long long time. A long long time.

For you who are experiencing break up now, let me just say this;

In Love, it is all about making the other one happy. To fully appreciate him/her.

If one cannot appreciate another, maybe it is better to let go

So that the other had a chance to be appreciated by another who knew how to.

And to let the one to appreciate someone whom he knew how to.

Even if it is painful, but Love is not all sweet, though it may be true. 

Falling Leaves Quote of the Day

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"...the words do not drunk you, but you yourself do.."

the wine that behold,

fell...

swimming in my head,

the image of you..

you came and go..

i saw you through..

who indeed went,

we shalt never knew...

i kept you in me,

letting all the images fade..

i kept the time,

letting it be a memory long bygone..

i let the tears flow,

and they turned into the rain..

flowing from the sky,

back to you, to you..

i kept the words,

letting them drift into poems..

the words drunk me..

i saw the sky discolored into grey..

you are gone..

who indeed bled..

my tears, written into words..

woven into a poem, untitled..

who had read,

who haven't..

no, it wasn't the words,

it was me, who drunk..

Autumn Rhapsody

Leaves are falling....
when spring cedes...
to embrace the autumn...
and prepare the freeze..

leaves are falling..
and the legs give way too...
falling into silvery dew..
falling into an abode, long before it goes...

leaves are falling...
and the body is failing too..
lost is the youth,
of spring that was due..

leaves are falling..
and the hips sit on a stool..
beside you, watching the leaves...
waiting for the time, when we are due..

leaves are falling....
and no, i am not feeling the blue..
for i have you, and the time with you..
and that, is all that will do...

leaves are falling...
and waiting, and holding your hand will do....

So Much, so much...

so much, so much....
that slipped from our fingers, drifting to the earth...
so much so much...
that kiss our cheek, but flow through the chin...

so much so much...
that is gone forever, yet we let them go not...
so much so much...
we are lost, though we lost the road not...

so much so much...
and yet so little...
where art thou when thee dwelt here?
right in my heart, where thee dwell still?

Is There Any One?

The city after rain,
Lonely and cold...
the bench beside the road,
Empty, who is He waiting?

i pull the time, She heeds me not,
Is there anyone, who like me, thirsted to be comforted?

the Wind stop and blew again,
who am i thinking again?
the day gone and be dark
been through it for long
the heart made, the world
at times, very lone, i also need someone to accompany

Love, taken and given
we are not that perfect either
Dreams made and broken,
just how many chance we got?
to chase?

Do not know why Love is so little and so expensive..

and i use the air
catching fragments in the wind
memories are there
but they, looking back, just not right.....

Yanzi - the same species

I tried my best to translate but the lyrics' above me as i only hear and translate, never read.

i also need someone
who would just be with me..
asking not
nor the road i shall take...

maybe i am selfish,
like the bench that is emptied
for someone, who will never come
nor understands...

the trees after the bath
still unsettled, nor rested..
the eyes that cried
are still red and swollen...

me too, tried to pull the time
but She won't budge, nor stop
and the sands escaped my hand
as the wind cruelly breezes

facing the wind
She washes my tears
but They just won't stop
nor will they abate

i am babling
like a kid, i am
not knowing what i said,
nor i know if it's raining
or my eyes crying...

i tried to grasp the air
They just turn out to be nothingness...

the trees in front of me
i see it longer not....

and the rain,
or are they tears......?

Falling Leaves Outside My Window

Falling leaves outside my window
Golden snows falling on my books
Lo and hold, a sight to behold
Nature in motion, pencil on hold

Painting a poem, sculpting a word
For Mother Nature says in no word
But left unsaid, all that it should

Falling leaves outside my window
Paralyzing my thought, kept me in hold
No word be so great, no melody be so sweet
Nothing is said, as all that it should