Tempus Fugit

Sunday, February 13, 2011

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I saw you yesterday
And I feel like my life
Is totally about to change,
Though I'm not yet sure
If it's for the better,
But I like changes
Change is good
And everytime 
I look into your eyes
I see a probable future
Of holding hands
And whispers at night;
Of breakfasts in bed
And waking up late on Saturdays.
I saw you yesterday
And thank you for seeing me too.

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*Picture from free-extras

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Out of Reach




This is one of the most painful ironies ever. What do you think?

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We sat beside one another
Yet we are so far away
The only thing that is near
Is my memory of being held
During those long forgotten nights
When all I thought about
Was the warmth of your touch
Not my pending paperworks
Not my overdue bills
I only thought of you
And I know that you were 
Thinking the same
But now, sitting here with you
I don't know if you are
Thinking about it too
You are looking 
Over the horizon
When you could have been
Looking at me
I wanted to touch you
To make sure that 
You are really there
But I stopped myself
I don't think I want to find out.

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*Image from digitaledge

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Hide and Seek



When do you stop looking and start waiting to be discovered?
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I'm tired of looking
For that special someone.
The fabled creature
Of everyone's dreams.
The ever elusive 
Partner, or so it seems.

I have looked 
All around to no avail.
To my utter disbelief
and grave dissapointment
I have seen a lot
I have seen no one.

Comfort me then
Beloved self
For who else will 
Dry my forlorn tears
But the very hand it 
Lands on?

I'm going to wait
For that faceless being
To find me
When I'm not 
Even hiding
From anyone.

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 *Picture from my22.files.wordpress

Monday, January 10, 2011

Nth Time





When was the last time you let go of someone?

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I decided to let
You go - again.
And you know it
Is not an easy thing
To do especially when
I gave it up for you.
But I want you
To know that
I have no regrets.
I loved you and
You loved me too.
I felt it there sometime
When we were just new.
I tried letting you go
A lot of times before
But every time I wake up
It's you who I think about.

Please let me let you go.

I'll continue loving 
You though.

It would be hard not to.
But please if ever you
Think you will still love me
Love me the way that 
I will love you.
I will love you every time
I do the things
We did.
Letting you go will not 
Stop me from loving you.

Please let me let you go.
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*Picture from mamajacque.blog.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Dead End



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What do you do when there's no other way but to start again with nothing?
*Friend, this is made for you.
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Tears gently fell off
The curve of your cheeks
Bringing with it
All your love for me,
Or the little that is left.

You spoke of words
I once told you,
Of promises I never kept,
And times I never showed up,
You spoke without a heart.

With your blank stares
And matching indifference
I realized that this is the end,
For me, Never for you.
I lost your love for me.

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*Picture from datingwithdignity

Of Candles & Cakes



Who do you wish for?
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I blew a wish
Towards the fire
And prayed that the wind
Carried it all,
Not just bits and pieces
Of my song,
But everything
My heart longs for.

I hoped that those
Who ate slices of the cake
Did not devour my wishes
Because if that's the case
Then my only desire
Will come running down
The dirty drain,
My future gone into the sewer.

I felt the wind
Blowing against me
And in that instant
I saw all the dreams
Carried by the wind,
The very wind that carried 
My birthday wishes,
I started praying.

I asked the heavens to not let 
The wind blow against you.
I don't want you to know
That my wishes are about you,
It's a secret between me and God
Just like how we kept things
between us.



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*Picture from asifa-sf.org


Friday, November 26, 2010

Love Gourmet



You think I can't read?
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We thawed.
Not like the glaciers floating 
In the midst of the Atlantic
But the kind of thawing
Required for a piece of meat:
Lacking artistry
And full of crass.
It satiates not heart's thirst
But the flesh's hunger.
I have never realized
That a haloed person 
Can be so cruel,
When I did nothing but
Give more air under
Your wings.
You fried me
With all the love I
Have given you,
So much so that it
Became a poison to all
The wounds I started to lick.
We could have made 
Scrumptious offerings to one another.
Sadly you chose everything
To be blandly half baked.

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*Picture from static.guim.co.uk