scribbles

(note: i was going through my notebook and found some poetry attempts which i wrote when i was all alone at yellow haus...this was before our break up.)

UNTITLED

I do not know how to make you miss me...
I do not know how to make you fall again...
I just couldn't push you
nor persuade you
For you heart is troubled
And you don't want me to bother.

It's hard for me to live like this
But God know how much I've done
Just to keep this small lit candle
Burn with much vigor
For the wind had tried its might
And the rain had poured a bucket

I know this has turned into nothing but
just an ordinary one
you could no longer see how beautiful it is
You could no longer see how beautiful
our small lit candle burned...

However, I remain faithful and
I still get my warmth from this candle
Time will come when I too would lose my faith
Time will come when I would no longer burn a new candle
For it would only hurt to see
a small lit candle lose its light and die.


(UNTITLED)

You are teaching me how to love myself...
YOu are teaching me how to loosen our ties...
With a cigar on my hand
and a cup of coffee on the other
I can't help but think it all over...

What if time would come
when I would no longer need you in my life?
Would you try and run after me?
Or would you be glad and have a party?

Our future is quite uncertain, I can say.
From the start we knew all this might fade away.

I wouldn't want that to happen though.
For I would want to spend my whole life
within your comforting arms and open heart
coz
I love you so much...
So much that even I could not know the reason why.

Just don't loosen our ties like this
for someone might snatch me away

I may not be your princess
But you are my prince
And it would totally break my heart
If I would only end up as your mistress

(UNTITLED)

I smell the rain...
I felt its drizzle...
But still you are not here...
Still I am all alone...

I should've known that you wouldn't come
But still my optimism persisted.
I shouldn't have called you
for my heart yearned for your presence
making me feel your absence
a bit mor pronounced and hurtful.

I knew I couldn't count on you...
But I do know that you still love me too.

Just don't overdo it love.
Just don't overdo your detachment...
coz if this would continue...
I might break down and be forced
to find another.

Such time is what you seek...
Such time would bring music to your feet...

Let's just hope that when it would happen
It wouldn't be too late
for you to realize my importance
And see that our love was you life
that our love was what your soul wanted
all this time...