Tuesday, September 3, 2013

♠ A Whiff

"A perfume?"

Rolling her eyes.

"If I still haven't found my scent at this age of mine; I'd either be daft, dumb or crooked, aren't I."

On receiving unusual perfume.

Monday, September 2, 2013

♠ Pouring Night Rain

Used the bus when it poured.

Rang the bell to stop the bus.

Unhinged the black umbrella.

Walked the flooded walkway.

Sandwiched by busy folks under shades.

Stepped into puddles and muddied water.

Rock songs banged on my ears.

Hummed to the lightings and stormy skies.

Lovely night to sleep to.

May all have sweet dreams accompanied by pitter patter rain knockin' on the windowsill.

♠ Buffer

I'm sorry, but this year I'm been dragging my feet.

But I have a very good reason for that.

I need loads of room for improvement year by year.

Thus I need to lower my standards a lot this year so I have loads of improvements for the coming years.

After toiling for a decade, I've realized my limitations and my way of doing things and my standards.

To start off with a bang is bad; the benchmark would've been too high to improve the coming year, and that would've put too much unnecessary burden on me.

Let me plan my improvements by my pace and the team's standards rather than to rush things along and lost the growing process along the journey. I believe there's such a thing as jumping the gun and rushing things when it comes to learning without self-awareness.

I always believe I'd do better when I make up my mind at my own time rather than being pushed to give results coz it's no longer my expectations and I wont take much responsibility for the success or failure of the end result.

I believe I'd always be a better person through self learning than spoon fed; thus the process and journey of it are more important than the destination.

"Change; is inevitable and to be embraced at one's own time." - ngy

♠ A place of my own

Somewhere in the suburb.

Homely, chic glamorous in some places and harmonious.

Simple garden of spices and vegetables. Small trees of lemons, mangoes or chilies.

Definitely flowers and grassy planes and miniature black picket fences or bushly perimeters.

A couple of pets.

Loads of family time. Not stuck in a routine.

Building my own playground. Mentoring kids and adults alike.

Such is my ideal; working towards it.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

♠ Closing my eyes

For a brief moment, I imagine myself surrounded by friends.

Near a water source, the night is starry and the air is breezy.

Feet up in the air, hands behind head and nothing buzzing in my ears.

My pedicure is perfect and the world seems faraway.

Closing my eyes, feeling calm on the inside and honest with myself.

Best moment in time, caught in limbo..and all in 3 seconds I'd feel so rested and so charged.

And I'd remember that moment to be reminiscent over again; how clear in center I was with myself.

♠ Sad Backpack

carry backpack and food,

shared some with close ones..

happily receive and give,

ignorance is bliss.


pass backpack,

too burdensome, heavy; discard..

wordlessly receive backpack..

carried onwards silently.


giving is easy,

asking is tough..

expecting nothing, however saddened by reply.


backpack ar,

not time to unload you yet..
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