Foggy

Not blind but my eyes cannot see

But of course it can feel

The harshness of this world

That is just so real.

The eyes are filling

With sadness and regret

Salty waters are dripping

Mind is boggling

Heart beats to death

Vision becomes foggy

And the torturing pain

Still I cannot forget.

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Passion

It’s been awhile since my last post and share, so let the passion begin now. This short poem is dedicated to all lovers, parents and most especially to soon to be parents. πŸ™‚

Constellations above are watching over us

While you and me are faraway

Shining with love that is built to last

Brighter than anything in the milky way.

And then we both succumb

To our eternal burning fire

A magic fruit in the womb

Created with an ardent desire.

– TLL

 

 

 

 

 

Dare to Do Something

Sometimes, if not many times, I just want to dissolve. I felt like I don’t know anything and I’m not doing something good. Okay, enough of this nonsense drama. I just saidΒ these sentences to emphasize that it is normal to feel this way, at least one point in our lives. Every year, I have a self-ritual. It is not actually a ritual but it is something that I want to do: learn a new thing or dare to do something I haven’t done. It must be something that I think I cannot do, something that intimidates me. What is that one thing for you? For me, it is cooking. I attended a cooking class and met wonderful people. They are so wonderful that even if I don’t know anything about cooking, they happily shared what they know. The teachers are nice and there’s no excuse that I couldn’t learn. So, I opened myself to learning and I listened a lot. Of course, I dared to cook. My insides felt fried but I kept going until I have cooked some edible meals. There’s something cool about knowing that we can feed ourselves. Even if I am not a cook, I can feed myself. To be honest,Β I don’t like the taste of my cooking but at least, I have felt that for once in my life, I did something right. And that is, cooking my own meal. Did you dare to do something you haven’t done? Just do it. Give it a try. You don’t know what you’re capable of if you don’t try. What have you got to lose? Whether you win or lose, you still gain experience. Dare to start. Dare to fail. Dare to be great. πŸ˜€

What is a Woman?

It all started from her womb

The birth of a thousand men

The making of the whole world

And the magic of existence

We all call life.

She seals each morning and evening

With a kiss that feels surreal

Nurtured little mouths with love

Embraced her other half

With ardent zeal and passion.

Weak, strong or undefined

She is behind every man —

Every man’s success is possible

Because she’s behind

Backing up each and every fall.

A mum, a sister or a friend

She can become anyone

She wants herself to be

She is all yours to take

How can you not love a woman?

Frozen hearts are melted

By her warmth and hotness

Even the most powerful

Have become weakest

At their knees.

She is a woman

More rare than a diamond

More precious than wealth

She is your life

She is all you need.

~ This poem is especially dedicated to our mums. She is the first woman we have known. Have a Happiest International Women’s Day!

In Silence

In the dark

I shivered from afar

For you are no longer mine.

The fragile glass which

Is my heart and mirror

Was broken into pieces.

You drifted apart from me

And love plummeted to its death.

But I am here standing still,

Reflecting the shattered pieces

Reminiscing our lost past.

In time I have learned

That to love you in silence

I have found peace

Because no one

Owns you there

But me.

* Daily Prompt: Unexpected

Freedom

Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Monster

Freedom

In my heart, I am not free.

But my amygdala tells me I am.

The haiku explains how free I am even if in my heart, I feel I am jaded and not free. In case you wonder, the amygdala is a part of our brain which controls our emotions. Logically, the brain is above the head which means that it must be used first whenever we make tough decisions.

Note: Using our hearts when coming up with a decision is also good but that is another topic. Let’s jut say that I use my head more, after experiencing some traumas. Tsk, tsk, tsk. πŸ˜€

I never had issues with myself being lost but a part of me is somehow envious of my once old self. I was once a carefree individual, whose heart is Β gigantic, that even a universe can fit in. I do not care what would happen later or tomorrow because I only cared what I would be doing during the present time. If many people would only care more about the present and the more sensible things, imagine how less complicated life would be.

Nowadays, I am more stressed and worried about what would happen in the future. But then, I realized that worrying does not solve the problem and does not improve and make me a better person. Thus, I would use my head so I won’t get envious or jealous of my once old self. Β This is still me but better, tougher and hopefully, wiser. Talk about empowerment and mind control. It goes to show how powerful and influential our minds can be.

Okay, no more drama. I have had enough. Β I just have to constantly tell myself that I can be free. At the back of my mind, I know I can do this because my amygdala tells me. πŸ™‚