Syhhh..

Just keep it,
Because you know it is not worth the pain.
When you are burning your own future over the candles of life, of love.
Just burn them all.
Burnt.
And cried over.

Kite bako je.

Stars from the above

Be my lucky charms.

Be my glittering pendant,
with a necklace I can wear.
Be my dangling bracelet.
Be my perfect ring.
Be my lovely studs.

And I will feel so safe.
For I always have the charms.
With me.

Bloodish!

Yes. I went extreme (for me!) today. Donated my blood? Check! At lasttttt...
After so many failed attempts (low blood pressure, finish the tube, etc) I can now proudly announce i have donated my blood. Once. -_-"

Babysteps ok. I never think I will be able to see this day. I hate blood, and I hate needles, what more syringe! But oh well.. It was not a pretty sight though. Only those who were there knew how scared to death I am! With so many questions, and the BIG needle with SO MANY blood that they took! Haha. But once they put the needle in my vein I smiled and tell everybody waiting, 'oh, it wasn't that bad...'. And the i-am-so-nervous-Grace said, 'like that la now!' haha. Pretty fun.

I planned to do something more fun today. Go out and do something stupid maybe? The plans were no longer applicable once I finish, i felt so dizzy and tired. Haha.

But. Today is the day that I just dont feel good. Even if it is not because of this bloodish event. Because I still feel it is bleeding. Something else i mean.

Live to see the day of today.

Of 24022010.

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Because I deserve it

When things are not as how I wish they will be, I shall start to accept them as how they are now. Even better. Maybe.

Accepting the destiny.
Approve of the life as how it is.
Believe in God as He know best.
Stop worrying what will happen next.

And with a smile,
Calmly walk forward-
Proud to be who I am today.
Pat on my own back,
'You deserve to be strong'.
Believe it.
Confidently.

Because I deserve it.

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Of yesteryear's excitement.

Flowery feelings of that day,
Winking every flowery steps,
To live the flowery love of life.

Of yesteryear. This exact minute.

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I am

I am ok.
Just gathering all
The remaining sanity
The residual courage
The lingering sense
The leftover guts
Just about anything
Stiching them slowly.
To swathe the impair.
To keep me going.
Breathing.
I am ok.
Because-
I have to be.
I promised.

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216

"...But it is possible that you dislike a thing which is good for you, and that you love a thing which is bad for you. But Allah knows, and you know not."

                             Al-Baqarah : 216

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Cutter and shapes

With the sharp edges,
They all linked together.
Embrace the warmth,
Of finding each other.

You think?

Which one is the most important?

Wealth?
Faith?
Love?
Or loyalty?

Salam Maulidurr Rasul.

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Speaking to nonbeing

Again.
For the route of wonderland is officially over.
However, it was worth over the series of whoaaaa's and caffeinated walks.
Blissfully glad, thank you.
Very much.

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Green cindarella.

When the prince tried to find his princess, he used the other glass slipper to find one that match his.

But i need another pair of green fipper that match mine, or mine his.

How I miss.
Even when I get to see one everyday.
No, using one.

Delicate memories.

Down down

So I saw this in last night's dream.
Beautiful-
Yet it has certain memories.

Miniminimynimore

Who is the worst out of us all?
When one runs without a shoe
Another pour a belly juice
While one plan to share a plate
Another skip for jelly beans
Oh miniminimynimore.
I think you have to fool us all
For at the end I see you call
To cheat and let the love on toll.

Miniminitinydrops.

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Wall of brick

Slowly disintegrating.
The rain is pouring,
Wash away the small bricks.
Even when the sun shines,
The mould kept on coming,
As a way of telling-
There is no way of forgetting,
Of how it will stay forever
By the great wall of brick.

Shower of the rain.
Ahh... The simple drops of pain.

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Half full or half empty?

The bottle is half full?
The bottle is half empty?

Does it really matter if the bottle is in need of syrup or juices?

Since the plain water is no full.

But no foul intended if we mix any sort of liquid available.

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