Footsteps speak.

Amazing is what you call bringing life to that heartbeat which sees what life is, and calling it your own.
Amazing is what you call letting time nurture and not forget, remember and not regret.
Amazing is what you call this love that drives everyone insane until you realise what this life is all about.
~
And she whispered into delicate hearts, "Don't close your eyes now. This time, we'll wait. This time, we'll survive. This time, we'll do it all purely because I tell you it's possible."

Beautiful and Broken

Sometimes you can go your whole life not knowing what's right in front of you.
Sometimes you can be perfectly aware of what you have, and not know what to do with it.

And sometimes, you can make a million mistakes, and have a billion ways to do something about it as each second ticks by and regret begins to appear and make sardonic comments at what slowly becomes.
~

She asked herself why people do the things they do, forgive and love easily, and never return what they never saw.
But she never asked herself why people let fear stop them from doing what they do, or forgiving with a heart that is too wounded to love, and close their eyes each time it's time to give.

Unanswered questions? They made her wonder is ignorance really is bliss.

Innocent, gentle, perfection.

And he'd stare her down, look her right in the soul and mutter these words that were his silent prayer.

"I know I loved you like the swan who bathed in sunlight before starry nights would discover secrets and I know I loved you like the heart of a hummoingbird that danced to the beat of silent hope. I know I loved you like the perfect window in that broken and worn out cottage that stands lonesome in the woods, like the crackpot of an elderly man who said my eyes sparkle. I know I loved you like an intimate summer's day that smelt like autumn leaves and lavender and I know I loved you like your hair under the moonlit night that we spent waving away every tragedy that ever was. And I know I loved you like the red roses tired of the tight grip exerted by nervous cold fingers, each time a date on the calendar was crossed out with a disappointed sigh.

Believe me when I say, I know I loved you like the million times I never said it. "

And meanwhile she sits a hundred miles away, dirty blond hair hiding every line on her face that held a story to be told, every inch of her skin that burned with the blurred fragments of happy endings that belonged to lost fairytales. Bittersweet, she sits gracefully.

Innocent, gentle, perfection.
~

What is larger than life swallows age

And even after cold winters arrived each year with a sense of deja vu and left with stories that would be told in decades to come,
even after trips and falls were accustomed to and bruised knees were assets of their own,
even after locks of golden hair would be adorned with red ribbons stored in wooden drawers; a mark of innocence,
even after crossroads were overcome with something none other would know of except that sincere companion peacefully asleep next to her in bed,
even after frail, weak hands and wrinkled smiles hid beauty from the world but not love from wise eyes that would co-exist till the afterlife,

The vows stood strong and steady and never gave way.
And so the diamond ring shines on her finger, a solemn witness of remarkable life.
~

A million times isn't enough.

For some reason, she returns to dark alleys each time to get glanced at by disappointment, and forlorn looks which she is well too familiar with. And summer sets in while they ignore the cold fingers that never gained warmth, no once until they embraced a reality of strong, hard, grips that could only strengthen what eyes never saw and what hands only slightly indicated once upon a journey.

"Love".

And it sounded like something special each time they said it.
Even though it had been said a million times over.
~

The prince and the pauper

And so the pauper asked the prince:
"What would you do if tomorrow was the last day you got to say goodbye to somebody?
What would you wish for if time would swallow everything you spat upon back then?
What would you ask for if you were granted one answer for the rest of your life?
What would you say in your last sentence to she who sits far away in those dark eyes?
What would you blame the blood of the innocent and tears of the perservering on?
What would you shout out to the world in unforeseen confessions?
What would you do if it loving somebody was the only mistake you'd want to make?"

Startled, baffled, and lost, the prince walked away, head bowed with dismay and shame.
He walks, not knowing where to go, forgetting that travel was never about the destination but what you make of the journey.
And so, the prince walks.
~

The Hummingbird that lived

It arrives when you least expect it, when the sounds unheard begin showing their true colours.

Slowly

Deeply

Gently

It opens its eyes to a forgotten puzzle piece, spreads its wings to touch this misjudged world.

But most of all, it makes someone somewhere be thankful to the holes in the sky every starry night.

~

We break promises.

We stare at pictures.
We smile.
We burn the edges. We increase time's distance.
We acknowledge love's existence. We fold the picture. We put it in our wallet.

We forget.

But words can't be taken back. Only intention can.
~

Stay awake tonight.

Somewhere in the oceans of my dreams,

you're drowning.

I wish I could save you.

~

As he stared at the pool of clear rejuvenating water, he turned over to find waves cascading at the gentle toes, like they could speak, pleading for him to follow them into a land of temptations. And then he felt the cold droplets that touched his bare skin. Crystal clear drops of water from the very same place, with somewhat cutting edges, as if they could dive into his skin and yet feel like a fresh ice cube.

Ever felt numb before?

Surrealism.

I used to think you make all the difference to this world.
But the truth is, you only made all the difference to me.
Guess this is what they'd call a chain reaction. Because surprisingly enough,
I'm finally making the difference I've always wanted to make.
And its all for you.
~
She'll take a bus down and sing folksongs as we go along.
He'll bang on the drums in a caravan on a lonely road.
She'll stare into the cowboy's tired blue eyes, and tell him they sparkle.
Even though they don't.
He'll chew on some old bread and make holes in the old tablecloth.
She'll go out for dinner and wish on a shooting star.
He'll turn around and ask her what she wished for. But they'd refuse to tell each other.

Because both of them wished it wasn't all a lie.
Both of them wished that moments we smiled for had always been real.

Strike out

I want to ask you to take me away from here to a place I've always wanted to go.

Take me away and bring me to the horizons we'd fantasize about.

Take me away so that we can dream about flying through the skies and roaming free.

But the thing is, I can't find you.

Where are you?

~

Sometimes we let memories sustain us till reality catches up.

And so I wait.

It's not simple, or is it?

Sometimes all you have to do, is just look closely to find what you never expected.
But sometimes what you never expected is what you've been wanting all along.
All you have to do is just look closely.
~
I find myself repeating the words I'd say to you, and what you'd say to me.

I'd always think

I don't know what we're doing in this crazy universe right now.

But you're out there, I'm out there, and we just can't seem to find ourselves.

That's why we're so caught up in finding each other.

That's why you still don't fill up all the space left in my heart.

That's why you feel like sweet sugar gum drops that lie beneath my world.

That's why our roads are going to cross some day.
And I wanted to let you know that I can't wait.

~

I had to find you.

Sometimes, all you have to do is take a second to breathe.
~

Let's Drive.

You don't know what you're doing.
That's alright. We all don't.
But there has to be a reason why we're here doing what we're doing.
~

Everybody knows

They say that each person on this planet can make a difference.

But it takes a genuine to soul to take the very first baby step that would make the actual difference.

~

Give me a time machine

It seems so easy to push the blame to someone else.
It seems so hard to take the blame onto yourself.
But the guilt that comes from pushing the blame onto others is what allows us to take it onto ourselves.

Sometimes, those who shoulder the blame need someone to catch their tears.
Sometimes, those who shoulder the blame need someone to clap for them so they can smile.
And sometimes, they desire bliss so badly, they leave us with regret as we wonder why we'll never see them cry or smile again.

I'll admit I'm lost.

In a split second, strangers turned into the ones I love, and loved ones turned into distant strangers.

I never knew the seconds could be so long but shortlived all at once.

I never realised when that split second became a part of my life.

But I also never realised when that split second stole my smile and bid me farewell somewhere along the way.

~

Bang.

Once in a while, you'd let me fall and get up, and fall again, so that I can get up again.
You'd make me fall and get up and repeat the cycle a thousand times over, to learn a simple thing.
That its not impossible to get up, whenever anything happens, wherever you may be.
Being a child, I'd begun to believe in those words, blocking out all forms of insanity the earth had bestowed upon me.
Some called it foolishness, simply because I was a child.
Some called it stupidity, because they said that believing gets you nowhere.
Some thought it was insanity in itself to be blinded to every black omen that surrounds me and constantly tell myself that they are merely butterflies, not moths.
Some told me it's good to have built up such an esteem.
Some told me there should be more people with such a mindset in the world.

Today I ask myself what this very world has come to - where diversity is not embraced but turned into a segregating factor.
Its not just the good and the bad in the world, but the fact that there are foolish and innocent children who are just like that.
And once in a while, they fall so deep they can't get up.
And once in a while, by the time help arrives, they're already hit the ground.

The idiot.

I somehow think that almost every post this month is going to be about you.
And its rather odd how you'd never find out that there's an idiot smiling at the screen whenever you type something, or do something.
And its rather odd how you'd never find out, that this idiot translates your language into something the world can read.
Because this idiot believes you can change the world.
~

For a second, you turn back.

Maybe the light wasn't the best thing possible.
Maybe I had never wanted to see the light.
Because when it came, all I saw was the damage they'd done.
The bodies lying on the battle ground, crimson blood as evidence of humanity sneering at us.
The guns all out of bullets, because we all thought we'd been slapped for the wrong reasons.
The broken pieces of glass lying upon the shores, their edges worn out, tired of being tossed around by the currents that danced in the oceans.
The photographs burnt, because an old fellow once thought memories held no meaning anymore.
The empty stage we once dreamt of getting up on to sing. With nothing but imaginary echoes of sweet voices belonging to what they called angels.

Maybe the light was what I never wanted to see. Because it showed me things I didn't want to know about.

But maybe, it also showed me that old luggage I'd carry around, always supposedly saying its my heart.
And so I walked on, away from the crime scene, away from the broken memories, with my luggage.
Because it held the one thing they could never take away from me, or put a baggage tag on.
It held the last bit of love the remaining lost souls lived for.

Sweet child of mine

Sweet moonbeam hangin over me,

Letting go of inhibitions that I see,

Sweet child of mine won't you sing to me,

Whisper to the curious wind gently.

~

And you will come, and you will be,

Darling, just open your eyes and see,

And you will fall but you will climb,

Those dreams which become reality.

Hey love, won't you reach, won't you smile,

won't you tell me that you'll be a while.

Won't you dance around with a brilliant innocence now,

Won't you breathe the air without doubt,

won't you stare at the rain in the clouds,

won't you try and figure out what this dishonest world is all about.
~

Just in Time

Maybe the reason why I wanted to stay as close as possible to you was because you had stolen my heart. And my heart needed someone to reassure it that it doesn't lie in the wrong hands.
Maybe the reason why I'm cold right now, is because you stole my heart and ran far far away with it. And I call that injustice because now, I'll never be able to give it to anyone but you.
~
So I'll leave you with a question even if you never gave me any answers.
And I'll ask you where you are right now even if I never knew you were here in the first place.

Hard to give in

All you have to do is wipe away those tears,

Wipe away those emotions which make your vision blur,

And look beyond to the horizon where your friends stand,

Your friends who whisper and tell you they'll always be here.

Someone cried. And the tears filled the streets. That someone thought no one heard. But really, the air was suffocating, the silence was deafening, and someone replied telling him that if you can't hold on, I'll be there. And that someone felt sorry for shutting the voices out just because he could. He'd forgotten what he'd started fighting for, and stopped being a man because for once, being a human being was more important. And he turned around and smiled like never before, because everyone knew that meant a "Thank you" full of love.

Sometimes, we give up.

She's on the verge of throwing away everything she ever had.

She's on the verge of disappearing into thin air.
She needs you right now, and you're not here when everyone else is.

Where the hell are you?

~

Falling to pieces

There are things you will never understand, because you're not meant to know of such reasons since the very beginning.
There are memories that exist because when people change, they're the only things which remain.
~

I still wonder

One has time on his side.
The other has freedom, she won't cry.
But somehow neither has a smile on their face,
neither has an answer to those lies.

And when you cross each other on the street after years of not knowing where you were, do you look to see if they're looking back?
And when you break the vase you bought together on christmas eve, do you keep the pieces like you'd keep memories?
And when you look at the old number in the phone book, do you stop to think about how often you'd call?
And when you lie on that bed breathing your last, do you think about whether she's breathing at all?
~

Premature life

It was gentle. It was tender. But it hit him so hard that it made him cry.
~
If I could unlock the door behind which you're hiding, I'd drag you out into the vast fields and tell you to stare at the sun knowing you will not go blind.
I'd tell you to run down the track and experience the atmosphere as one, not just oxygen alone.
I'd tell you to dance like you've never before even if it rains, because the body speaks for the heart, and the soul lives on that language alone.
Because I'd face you to look you in the eye and say "This is the dream, and we're living it now."
And both of us would agree on it because it's only a lie if you make it one.

Superficial summer

I think they're all awake.

~

You've spent all your life thinking about what never happened.

Why not try thinking about everything that did happen for once?

A letter to you

And the walked with an umbrella over their heads, without a single word.
But their footsteps splashing in the water, and the sound of endless rain spoke for itself.

I bet we'd never have expected ten years ago,
to find ourselves where we are now right here,
But yellow wood and crimson ribbons are of the past,
and here's the reason I'm sorry for you dear.

I'm sorry we never got a chance to actualise what I already knew existed.
I'm sorry I couldn't take that step with bold shoulders like you'd ask me to.
I'm sorry we strayed from our path and memories turned grey.
I'm sorry for nothing else except the fact that I loved you.

And I'm sorry for the laughter that echoes deep down inside.
I'm sorry for those hollow holes we've created in each other.
I'm sorry that one day you'd wake up and find,
that I'm no longer here because I never existed.
Because maybe, just maybe, it's you who's taking that great leap to the place I will never be.

Don't say it now.

And she felt those raindrops touch her bare pale skin after ages.
And she felt the force within something so small to inspire the biggest dreams.
And she was blinded by a light that only shone in someone else's eyes.
And she stopped because all she could do was stare and try to believe.
~
Your slow shaking fingers tell me that you're scared,
as they slip in between my very own.
And I know we've come the furthest because you even dared,
to let those lips utter crystal words which were once so true.

The day it rained.

And there are moments when she feels like tearing up every single piece of poetry she had ever written, like breaking every little promise she'd made, like venturing into those four walls to find the God that hides within, like erasing every little memory she's preserved for as long as possible, like deleting those pillars she'd find strength within, and like simply letting those teardrops roll down her cheeks.

Because she never realised that she was crying after decades of promises not to cry.
Because she never realised that what she could do in those moments were reversible.

Stare into space

You told me to just look at the mirror to see who I truly am.
But all I really saw, was who I want to be.
If the stars can hold the moon at the most beautiful angle ever,
then maybe carrying that very weight just turned it around, 360 degrees.
And if truth be told the lies cannot be hidden, then the burden weakens the already barren land.

I don't glisten like any of those stars and the dull moon.
But that day, I discovered the deceiving mirrors, and the secrets hidden within.
~

Secrets yet to be found

If only we'd lie upon the grass so green ,
to look up at the red skies and innocent minds so keen.
If only we'd smile and awaken to zealot clowns,
to listen to what reckless laughter could do.
If only you'd pick up that guitar so old,
and listen not to the song, but the reason she sings.
If only you'd understand why the secondhand ticks,
and learn to freeze time, not ourselves for what it's worth.

If only these sentences would stop dreaming, and start using words other than "If only".
~

The raccoons came along

It seems like there's no place for reality in this world anymore. And that makes me wonder if this world is any more real than it gets.
~
"The world is changing, let's change with it."
~
So if the world were to war against each other to achieve a hierarchy which never stood, would we change with it, and war too?
And if the world were to start embracing guns as their own, would we do the same?
And if the world were to start believeing in peace without love, would we ever be able to adopt such ideals?
And if the world were to create their very own destruction, would we be as suicidal without knowing it?
And if the world were to tear up those green paper notes, would we cry on the streets where beggars once lay?
And if the world were to die, would we forget who we were because we changed, and simply die along with it?

Rise from the ashes

Because when darkness embraces every aspect of your life, and your last piece of hope lives on not within you, but within someone else, you need to remember who that someone is and why the light still shines in them.
Because when the pieces of yourself shatter like glass, and all else begins to fail, you need that someone to come and pick up the pieces and glue them back together with a bond the universe won't break.
Because when you forget who you are, and everything anyone ever knew you for, you need to place all your trust in that someone who can find you, calm you, and say the words "I love you."

Cherry Blossoms

Be honest as hell to me, and let the outcome be heaven.
So that one day we'll look back and say I took every right step, treaded on every right path, to get to you.
~
And we will live with no regrets

The stars hold you

I asked you why the weight of tears seemed like heaviest burden to carry, and you told me that when water comes gushing in, cascading at the eyelashes, it feels like an equally heavy burden to carry.
And we were young and foolish enough not to know that what matters most is that you have people around you to share that weight, and that gravity can't bring down anything when the birds start flying high.
You're lost somewhere and I don't know where you are. I've seen it in your eyes and you can't find yourself. And I will ask of you to remember why we started out at the beginning, and find who you're supposed to be, so that years from now we'll know that we meant every word.
And I will ask of you that you never ever set me free, because right here right now is where we belong.
~
where we lost our dreams in the rain
and then found them in each other's eyes

Stare at the blinding lights.

The wrinkled fingers were worn thin. Not due to time, but the deepest emotion any heart would ever know of.
~
I always thought there was a reason why a child is small enough to fit into a mother's lap perfectly. Why they need to be able to sit and listen to the voice that says everything will be alright.
And she pulled that frail piece of cloth closer as it tugged at her pale skin, because she knew even the toughest material can fall apart at the seams. She bit down on her lower lip, swearing she would not cry, but it never worked. They told her the ones who dont cry are the brave ones, but her tears were evidence enough of the fact that tears have never been a defining factor, and never will be. She shivered in the cold, and wondered why people could hate the hot and detest the cold all at once.
Because when memories leave you feeling so alone, all that's left are the purple bruises that accompany those solitary moments.
And that's when she needed to hear that voice, telling her everything would be alright.

And so she smiled. But the smile never reached her eyes.
~

Hear my plea

When you told me I'd broken all my promises to you, I wondered if broken promises can ever be mended.
Is it necessary to breathe in order to smile at all?
Is it possible to ever live without coming alive at heart?
Because when laughter becomes what a human lives on, humanity dies as a sacrifice for love.
~

Downfall of Mankind

They say humanity is the heart of mankind.
Each time a man is killed, they say a part of humanity dies.
God knows that in this world we live in, humanity has died a thousand times over.

Not now, not ever.

Why do you do this to me so easily?
~
Why can't I do the same to you?

Unravelling truth

I would be who I really am to scare the hell out of the world.
But that would mean declaring to the world that I've gone completely insane.
~

And I'm tired.

They say people look to death when they run out of choices. But where would you run if death was no longer an option? Where would you hide if fear stood in your path at every step of life?

If every step you move is resisted by fear, then time freezes and fingers grow cold and wrinkled.

They say people look to death when they run out of choices. But sometimes, death finds you especially when you lose yourself in fear.

The west blew me away

You realise it's not as easy as it seems when all hell breaks loose on you.
~

Drained of energy

It felt like gravity swept me off my own feet when I tried telling you that heaven took the simplest of my energy and turned it into something so difficult to breathe in again. So why is it so difficult to tell the truth and not be afraid to let go of the future? Why is it so difficult to admit that you're clinging on not to hope like we're supposed to, but to fear and an alternative that becomes mandatory if you ever want to live again? Why is it so difficult to promise a bird with broken wings, that he will taste the sky again?

Sometimes people say things not to genuinely help whoever's in need, but to let that person know that they want to help.
But sometimes, it gets too late, and true colours reveal themselves.

I spent all day watching

She told herself she'd forget everything by transforming and reshaping her spirit.
So she flew in circles, and spread her wings out, changing into a bird. She stared into the eyes of deceiving emblems, and symbols of freedom embraced through action. She smelled the wind brush past her bodily grace, and danced above the sun in the endless purple skies.

But even that grace spelt something. It spelt words she'd been wanting to forget all along.
And as simplistic, unimportant creatures fluttered around her writing words in the sky, her conscience wrote the very words she was always pretentious about, but really just always wanted to hear.

Take the wheel

They've been telling you to be yourself, even when you don't know who you are.

I think you don't know who you are because you can be exactly what you want to be.

I think it's up to you to create who you are.

Eyes like windows

I would change the world for you if I could. But you need to see it for yourself.
See the rain falling down from the stars we stopped marvelling at once childhood said goodbye.
See the moon bright and silver for a reason which apparently isn't so cold after all.
See the mechanical smiles hiding misery behind themselves.
See the people working away in pursuit of happiness.
See the world mirroring each other, because they're all they've got.
See the sun shining to keep them going, but sometimes making them stop and sweat.
See the eyes searching for true love because they're too blind to recognise it on their own.
See the streets filled with cars willing to stop at traffic lights they never knew, and never willing to stop for beggars they don't want to know.
See the stars for what they're worth, because you know there's a reason why people like stars so much.
See yourself and who you've become and why you're who you are.
See me, and how I'm no different than who you are.

They look for reasons

Once upon a time, I thought I was put on this earth to save you.

Time chanced upon my life many times, but changed just one thing.

I realised that I was put on this earth simply to cherish your existence.

I realised that I was born to be a dull piece of furniture in your life when you decide to move.

I realised that I exist to help you get through cold nights when the clock is broken.

I realised that I hang on to every word you utter, because it shoots me right in the heart.

But I also realised, that there's someone who does the exact same for me.

They say there's got to be a reason why we're here. They say its larger than life, it's to live for the world.

As far as I know, living for you becomes living for the world.

You are my world.

Uncertainty

I'm not asking for a perfect you.
Because everytime I look at you, it's like a moderate breeze, a wind that caresses your cheek which could possibly blow you away, or shatter your fragile self into a million pieces.

I'm not asking for you to change.
Because if who you want to be is someone you're not, it means you need to believe in who you want to be. Otherwise, who you want to be essentially doesn't exist.

I'm not asking for a hero.
Because sometimes even heroes have broken wings.

I'd do it for love.

Well I've met people who don't recognise love when it's right in front of them.

But I've met others who doubt love at every step of the way, even till their image and bodies change over the years. What they don't realise is that the heart remains the same no matter how much everything else changes.

So if you tell me that love doesn't last forever, I'd tell you lasts a lifetime and so much more.
If you try to make dreams seem superficial, I'd tell you you're a liar and prove you wrong.

The Greek Gods would know

I got drowned in my thoughts which flooded the shores we called home, because I never thought I'd be able to swim.
I got drowned in the thoughts like a black whirlpool, maybe just because I never opened my eyes and absored any light.
I got drowned in fantasies I told myself weren't real, when they were dreams everyone else had already accomplished.
And I got drowned thinking there's no end to sorrow, when happiness was flooding the shores where she lay, still like the second hand on the clock had stopped moving for all eternity.

The door was locked

There's a difference between living and breathing.

Because you saw the sun, and heard the wind whisper.

You sang the words, and played the beat on the drums.

You walked the mile, and watched the journey.

You carried the weight, and cried the tears.

You uttered the phrases, and bowed down somehow.

You had the dream, and walked right out of it.

But you never really felt any of it.

~

Trivial Joys

I said:
"Dude, don't over analyse life."
You replied:
"Talk to the mind, cos the human ain't listening."
~

Element of surprise

Dear World,

Kindly stop surrounding everyone with overwhelming events to prevent them from drowning in themselves.
I'd appreciate it if you could stop confusing everyone with your eternal sense of precariousness, and start letting everyone see that beliefs aren't always beliefs, they're a livelihood.
And that laughter isn't just laughter, its food to a human mind.

Thank you.
~

What's the point of 50%?

If tonight ever makes a difference, then I'd say good night to you right now.
It's like the alcohol that never leaves your life, the stench that you have a love-hate relationship with.
Its like the goodbye you hate to let your lips utter, but you know they'll tell you to take your time.
They told me I was stronger than that. And I told myself I'd never give in to the reason why people jump.
But if I've climbed nine storeys, to start descending down the stairs, I may as well be just like them.

Well, as of now, it is 12am, and I need a miracle to get through this.
As of now, I'm needing you the most and you're not even here.

Electric shock

I'd get a temporary satisfaction knowing some have heard of it.
I'd get a quick smile knowing they've seen it.
I'd get an eternity of happiness knowing that you've experienced it.
~
because you know one day, I'll tell you everything I ever considered a secret.

You can trust me

How many words will it take to tell you that I'm always going to be by your side?
How many words will it take for you to understand that I'm here for you, no matter what?
~

Shields out

Well fine, they told me to be practical. But if that means fighting this kind of war, then I'm not prepared to
because I know just how this battle goes.

Sometimes, I honestly thought no one else will think about you that way. Because I've already prepared myself to accept you for who you are, and to never get tired of you. Its not a choice,
because I know just how this battle goes.

Sometimes, you don't need me at all. Maybe its the other way around, but I'm not going to give in and fight. Maybe one day, for the first time, both of us would believe in peace, simply
because we know just how this battle goes.

I used to be afraid of roller coasters

I know you're tired of living such a boring and dreary life, and I am too.

So what do you say we jump out of ourselves, purely for the thrill of it?
What do you say we scare the hell out of those idiots who think calculations are all it takes?
What do you say we step out of metamorphasis and live it the way we're meant to live it?

Pass me a torchlight

There's a reason why truth is difficult to find in this planet we call earth.
There's a reason why people want it so much.
Because if lies and hatred didn't exist, then truth and justice would be misused, not appreciated.

There's a reason why things are difficult. Overcome it. Fulfill the purpose of it.

The days which were

And he couldn't hear anything anymore. So he picked up the old, broken guitar and began to strum it.
He heard the music, and he began to believe.
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I used to think that time would wait for us. But to move forward while looking behind would make you trip and fall.
So I guess we should just walk, so that time doesn't run away.

Plus sign

I know it seems uneven, but someday you'll remember what it feels like to smile, and not have to explain why we're smiling.
Someday you'll remember, that life isn't for you to bask in misery, but rather to bask in glory for the fact that you can stand still, knowing you're breathing, you're calm, and you've been found.

Pace yourself

Its like we can hold hands forever and never let go.
Its like if you look closely, its one person, but the big picture means one family, together.
Its like you know the end of the road will wait for you, and so will the rest.
Its like you can run ahead, and if life catches up, you live it. coexist with it.
Its like when even when the heart stops beating, and the regular heartbeat fades,
all the other runners will still be able to hear it.

Simplicity

Why do you keep trying to fit in when you're born to stand out?
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Fill in the blanks

When my day felt like it couldn't get any worse, you told me to get through it with a smile, and I'll be the winner at the end of the day.
I asked you what I could possibly win, and you said
"You would win the best day of your life."
~

Float away

Because if things in life get difficult,
it means it's your job to make it easy for everyone else, and yourself.

36 moments ago

I know you remember those green meadows and the cows we saw grazing.
The fields filled with wheat, and someone walking through it, with nothing to stop him.
The smiling morning glory, and fresh crystal dew drops.
The constellations we'd never imagined would appear.
The day the sky lost it's colour only to regain it in a moment so slight.
The miniscule insects with beauty escaping our minds.
The miracles of diamonds we felt, sitting all alone on green grassy hills together.

I never realised how real those moments were.
I never realised that we could always bring them back.

I believe it

As slowly as the sun rose, you unfolded your wings and began to fly.
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Everyone sees the things you write as words.

But I see them as something that can change the world.

Those Revelations

Running into you over and over again

- That was coincidence.

Experiencing your presence over and over again

- That was fate.

Falling for you over and over again
- That was love.

Hide and Seek

You know you'll never lose those serene moments because when you try to run away from everything else, those giggles still echo in the background.

I will leave them smiling

I will not leave. You can show me all the sorrow you'll ever find, all the death, anger, animosity in every hidden heart, the worst nightmares you'll find in those caves, but I will not leave. Show me all the tsunamis ever possible, hurricanes, communism and what not, but I will not leave. Flood the world with tears, and innocent cries of children that can be heard on every corner of the street, but I will not ever ever leave. The mundane days of life that go by, the economy plunging into the ground, Haiti, terrorists, and everything you'll find at the back of our minds, but I will not leave. Overwhelm them with cancer, Huntington's disease, murderers and cigarettes, sleepless nights, daily plights, but I will never leave.
You will push me down every single time with the rest of the world falling each time. But if we fall together, then we shall rise against you, and I will not leave until I pick myself and everyone else up. I will not leave until I rid you of that joy you get from making the world suffer,
and I will not leave until I leave the world smiling,
with a power in their hands stronger than anything you can ever imagine.
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Reveal

Because if you tell me that you've lost yourself again,
I'll assure you that the glimpses I see, as ugly and bruised as can be,
confirm the very fact that I've found the most miraculous and beautiful thing ever.

I've found you.
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That was reality.

Because at that moment when you were standing there next to me, it felt like we were on the horizon nobody had touched, in the sky with streaming colours everywhere, in the purest of murky waters we knew so well, and in a paradise of reality.

Because at that moment, reality had changed for what we wanted.

Because at that moment, colour didn't matter anymore.

Sometimes

And she whispered into the delicate ears of that innocent child, telling her to jump and she'll catch her from below. What was a whisper because of inexperience was a concrete blow she had never tasted before. But when it ended, all that was left was that experience she painted in the child's mind. She caught her.

But sometimes, to catch someone it's important to let go.
Sometimes, being safe means taking that chance everyone talks about.
Sometimes, being cold means giving up completely.
But sometimes, love simply means love. and nothing but love.

Love makes the world go round. But sometimes, love makes the world stop spinning.

You found me

It's nice to know that you're finally reaching out and experiencing what my life is all about.
It's nice to know that you're finally smiling no matter what goes wrong, just because you can.
It's nice to know that you think life is beautiful simply because those around you can afford to.
It's nice to know that you finally see what it is to go beyond what we have, to believe.

It's nice to know that you seem to be doing all the above just when I've stepped out of your life.
Because as far as I can tell, everything you're doing is my life.
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Turn around

I know that I can turn around, because you'll be there.

I know I won't feel the cold of the night, because your warmth will spread.

I know I can trip and fall, because you'll help me up.

If that's what it takes to keep going, I'll do it for you, because you'd do it for me.

If the world were to end tomorrow, we'd smile because our lives would end with us knowing that someone was there to smile for us all throughout.