Philosophical cow dung on the life of little Ms. Imperfectly Fine.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
dead flowers
Despite the fact that the flowers you gave me died the moment the gardener cut their stems, I love them still. And now since I love you so much, I will have them mummified. Don't you love me more for that?
Monday, November 09, 2009
tin bucket
Darling, this love is like a tin bucket of water with pin-sized holes punched at the bottom. We can stand and watch its content slowly drains out to make a puddle or we could keep on filling it up to feed our little garden.
As long as you help me carry this load, happy is carrying us down this road.
As long as you help me carry this load, happy is carrying us down this road.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Someone
Once, in a relationship that I thought was going to last, I thought wrong.
Again, in this relationship that I think and I hope will stand the test of time, I wonder if I'm mistaking you for someone else.
Someone that understood and accepted me as all that I am, all this while. Someone who's willing to fight for me and by my side. Someone who's not afraid to lose me for his conviction tells him it will never happen. Someone I could love without hurting so much from every single frown of impatience and brush of rejection, for the remedy is in the quick act of saying sorry.
I'm sorry I thought that someone was you. And I'll repeat this mistake over and over again if I have to.
Again, in this relationship that I think and I hope will stand the test of time, I wonder if I'm mistaking you for someone else.
Someone that understood and accepted me as all that I am, all this while. Someone who's willing to fight for me and by my side. Someone who's not afraid to lose me for his conviction tells him it will never happen. Someone I could love without hurting so much from every single frown of impatience and brush of rejection, for the remedy is in the quick act of saying sorry.
I'm sorry I thought that someone was you. And I'll repeat this mistake over and over again if I have to.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
i imagine
I imagine a shadow following my every step, slowly sucking and feeding upon my flesh, wishing to become whole. One day she'll wear my face, sing my songs, pretending to be me. But she will never be me. Even when there's not enough of me to sustain her existence, and she will find some other victim to leech on, she will always be a shadow without a shadow of her own. She will always be a shadow, wishing to become whole.
Friday, October 02, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Secret Gig
Thursday, April 09, 2009
pain
WARNING: contains mature/violent content that may be offensive to some
it's like out of the blue
somebody knocks you down
and you tumble headfirst onto the ground.
you grovel on the gravel,
searching for the card
that says get out of jail free
but it's gone
and blood drips from the crowning wound,
covers your eyes,
you cry to wash it away,
the bloody tears would not stop.
then he rips your chest open,
with one swift sharp motion,
claws your heart out,
tears it to small unrecognizable shreds
and throws it behind and above his head
like a confetti
welcomes the dead
he leaves you to die in the cold.
your blood making a shallow pool
for a watery grave
here lies a fool
for love lost its cool
and no one was saved
by Ana Raffali
it's like out of the blue
somebody knocks you down
and you tumble headfirst onto the ground.
you grovel on the gravel,
searching for the card
that says get out of jail free
but it's gone
and blood drips from the crowning wound,
covers your eyes,
you cry to wash it away,
the bloody tears would not stop.
then he rips your chest open,
with one swift sharp motion,
claws your heart out,
tears it to small unrecognizable shreds
and throws it behind and above his head
like a confetti
welcomes the dead
he leaves you to die in the cold.
your blood making a shallow pool
for a watery grave
here lies a fool
for love lost its cool
and no one was saved
by Ana Raffali
Saturday, March 28, 2009
040409 Borders Bookstore Berjaya Times Square
Ahh.. A fantasy really.
Anyway, I'd like to dedicate this song to my best friend, A. He went balik kampung. This is such a pretty sad / sad pretty song.
Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O'Connor
It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away
Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong
I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor n'guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said girl u better try to have fun
No matter what you'll do
But he's a fool
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
all the flowers that you planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Anyway, I'd like to dedicate this song to my best friend, A. He went balik kampung. This is such a pretty sad / sad pretty song.
Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O'Connor
It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away
Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong
I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor n'guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said girl u better try to have fun
No matter what you'll do
But he's a fool
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
all the flowers that you planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
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