Yesterday, my friend Amy came to my house.We ate our lunch together and then search the net...after that we tried to call budhu who did not response to his first two calls i guesss.Aniway the good thing is that eventually I talked to him as a wrong number caller...well at least Amy heard his voice even though it was for a few seconds...hahaha!After that we went to Mc Donald and ate our...umm...supper i think...I bet Amy was full and so was I,but we still manage to fill our greedy stomach even more,MUHAhaha...Well, after that went to the park and took some photos and then she had to leave because it was late and we did not even realised it was 6:24pm...Well,time really pass by very fast and by the time you get to realise it...IS TOO LATE!!!
Today is another day...and I did not sleep the whole night...Could'nt sleep!!!My sleepless nights consists of loads of deep thinkings about my past,present and my future.I am seriously missing stupid very much and my other cousins and it seems like I'm not gonna see them this year : ( How worst can it be...How much confusion must I face...This is a great big damn problem for me!!! I think I won't be able to go to Shumaiya's house for sleep over : ( First of all, I don't think I can finish Al kuran by this coming Sunday... and last of all, I don't feel like going...I have lost a part of me some where and I'm trying to find it...Is a part in me that was once a very happy person...I've gotta find it coz I'm sick being a human who can't think anything else than one stupid problem which includes *S T U P I D ! ! !*I've no mood to do anyhting right now and perhaps in the next couple of days which awaits for me... I gotta solve a problem,or should I say a challenge...I need to face a challenge and I'm not talking to Stupid for this few 1 and a 1/2 months... : )OH god... you really test my broken and confused heart carefully!
LOVE AND CONFUSION
The new day breaks, love sparkles like diamonds in the air,The gentle breezes shift the geometric perfection of my thinning hair,My mind is pondering our complex relationship,My feet are rhythmically placed one before the other,As I look at the tangerine glow, honeysuckle's perfumed glory,I think about how we met, the dawning of our love's story.(stupid and i)
Each day was burgeoning with wonder, overflowing the bounds of our cup,Could not gaze nor touch enough, seldom bothering to look up. Then we had our first unsettling tiff,Wounded spirits, and bruised hearts, our memories from that day,We molded closer after that, our bodies did they blend,To form a single entity, our love we did mend.
From that day, we moved afresh, growing and becoming more,Sure, we were, that dark times were past, our hearts could only soar,But once again, the rift appeared, and discord took its toll,This time we did not quickly mend and lingering hurt remained,Now we each, our sensitive steps, were careful to be placed,Then we found that all our fears remained, yet to be faced.
To our wounded souls, appeared that love had fled our lives,We walked down separate paths it seemed, cold, hard, surprise,Once more we met and found that darkness overshadowed the former glow,Laughter stilled, tear drops formed, heads drooped in pity,On one Friday, right on the cusp, the early part of May,We met again, and joy, our hearts strings resumed their play.
Then we found, standing arm-in-arm, beside the noisy Inn,That hurt was lurking, and eager to pounce, committed the deadly sin,Voiced those thoughts that crushed our love,That dashed the sparkle from our sapphire orbs,We parted and returned us both, to our silent homes,I thought, that all of this, would spell the death of poems.
Then, not to grant the glimmer, permission to depart,I called to plead my case, I love you so, listen to my heart,In this simple way, I told you my hurt,Astonishment cascaded down the humming line,You understood, and out of the doldrums, burst forth our love,We talked and verbalized our thoughts, fitting like hand in glove.
Now we think that love's first blush,Is by us and might never return, but in our rush,To meet our fate, our destiny to unfold,We will race to each other's arms and hold and love again,To kiss and touch, and trace the path, where salty tears made their course,To whisper in your ear, to mend your heart, to sweep away remorse.
Now forward, to slake our thirst in refreshing crystal springs,Caring not the attendant strife that our growing brings, Sheltered in our romance and in our lover's thoughts,Our timid souls are reborn, moving forward to mysterious places,This is where, from our past, we find that missing piece,Able to weave this love of ours, enfolding us in the Golden Fleece.
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