Logic x Heart

This year I will remain hopeful.
I will take where my heart leads me.
I will take it no matter how irrational.
I will take it no matter how risky.

I will follow my heart.
It’s something I never fully tried.
I always turn around around and hide.
If all else still fails and I end up crying, at least I knew I tried.

xx

Night & Day

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This could be a little less eloquent as I am writing in a strange fashion such as spontaneity.
I am not one.
It is so soothing for me whenever I have all things clearly defined.
And today, and in the days to come, I may have to jump to uncertainties.

All brilliant articles are saying things will be fine.
Confusion and being lost are good for the soul.
Hundreds and hundreds of assuring words.
Still, I remain terrified.

And as the hasty sunset kiss the dusk.
I quietly plead for light.
With only hope is the star from afar
I jump and dive and take the flight.

Cos in between the fear and fright
I hear my heart whisper,
There’s no other way to see the dawn but to endure the passing of the night.

xx

Cards

That’s what happens when a woman is complete on her own.
No amount of attention nor praise can make her crave for you.
Shower her with time and effort, you’ll just make her skin crawl.
You can’t do anything to have her unless she wants you.

Frustrating isn’t it?
To not be able to make a prey out of a woman.
To not make her weak in the knees.
How does it feel to be beaten in your own game by the woman who won’t easily fall?

Complex / Cities

I can only reach out, I tell myself.
A bit of a compromise.
I can try but I can never move on a different direction.
One that isn’t part of my vision.

They say it’s a dead end.
‘lo change and bend.
I picture the world sending a different version of me.
And my truth says, “I can’t.”

There’s that version that everyone likes, and my version of truth.
To please everyone isn’t my pursuit.

Change and bend?
I just really can’t.

Call me romantic, idyllic
A lover of non-existent fairytales
But that won’t change the messages I’ll send to the world.

If along the way I find people who are warmth by the same skin
Who share the same wire
Ill be glad
Ill be happy to let them in.

My lights are on, I welcome those who’d be knocking my walls.
If they find difficulties in comprehending,
let it naturally take its toll.
In my fragile bubble, it will always be, all or nothing at all.

Zephyr

Be gentle.

To the woman passing by.
To the girl with passion slipping in her eyes.
To the damsel in distress.
To the lady who’s about to cry.

Be gentle.

During the moonless nights.
During the grey skies.
In between dusk and dawn.
In between triumph and fall.

Be gentle during war and horror.
Be gentle with the one in the mirror.