“Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use it - don't cheat with it...” - Ernest Hemingway.
Monday, May 8, 2017
At 3
A proposal made at 3
I toyed with it
Went back and forth with it
Nothing good ever happens at an hour like that
And titillating as the stranger might be
I wonder if I can survive the morning-after
This is not my life anymore, I remind myself
But I didn't want to be alone that night
Not that night, for some reason
So I closed my eyes and told him to convince me
Why should I honour him with my time
What's in it for me...
Be creative, I told him
And he pitched, boy, was it a good pitch
With my eyes still shut, I listened to every word he said
I got lost in the promise, the assurance
I will make it worth your time, he said, his voice eager
Go on, I said, tell me more
And he weaved the most delicious of words
Then, the unexpected happened...
I heard your voice muttering his words
I snapped out of his lure
And told him no
=TheUnintended=
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Kau Nampak Tak Bulan Malam Ni?
Kau nampak tak bulan malam ni?
Cantik, kan? Terang sungguh bercahaya...
Dalam terang aku kegelapan seakan buta
Kalau ikut hati, mahu saja aku melangkah kearah bulan
Tapi aku tahu orak langkahku akan sia-sia
Tak akan sampai walau beribu batu aku berjalan
Kau nampak tak bulan malam ni?
Cantik, kan? Bulan penuh memang cantik...
Aku pula yang rasa kosong tengok bulan yang penuh
Mungkin, inilah juga yang dirasa pungguk
Tiap malam menunggu, merindu, tak kenal erti jenuh
Biar kedaifannya sering dihina dan dikutuk
Kau nampak tak bulan malam ni?
Cantik, kan? Sampaikan bintang pun segan nak berkilau
Tapi biar bersinar bulan, dia tetap sendiri
Bulan takut didekati...
Makin dihampiri, makin dia berlari
Bulan, tidak kah kau merasa sunyi?
Cantik, kan? Terang sungguh bercahaya...
Dalam terang aku kegelapan seakan buta
Kalau ikut hati, mahu saja aku melangkah kearah bulan
Tapi aku tahu orak langkahku akan sia-sia
Tak akan sampai walau beribu batu aku berjalan
Kau nampak tak bulan malam ni?
Cantik, kan? Bulan penuh memang cantik...
Aku pula yang rasa kosong tengok bulan yang penuh
Mungkin, inilah juga yang dirasa pungguk
Tiap malam menunggu, merindu, tak kenal erti jenuh
Biar kedaifannya sering dihina dan dikutuk
Kau nampak tak bulan malam ni?
Cantik, kan? Sampaikan bintang pun segan nak berkilau
Tapi biar bersinar bulan, dia tetap sendiri
Bulan takut didekati...
Makin dihampiri, makin dia berlari
Bulan, tidak kah kau merasa sunyi?
=KalamSiLara=
18 May 2011
Saturday, January 14, 2017
I Miss The Sea
I miss the sea...
I always imagine going to the open sea.
On a small boat, perhaps.
A yacht, if I'm feeling fancy.
I'll get sea-sick, I'm sure of that.
But take me to the sea, nonetheless.
To hear the waves hitting surfaces.
To see the stars decorating the sky.
To ask myself everything, from 'how' to 'why'.
I miss the sea...
=TheUnintended=
January 14 2013
Monday, January 2, 2017
Hot
3.47 a.m
And I want you so bad
To have you on my lips
To taste you on my tongue
To hold you in my hand
To look you in the eye
To breathe in your ear
And whisper...
You are the hottest thing I've ever done
You are the hottest thing to ever happened to me
To be skin-close to you like I did again
So hot...
I'll gladly fucking burn
=TheUnintended=
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