turn away and go blind
polluted by past occurences
and headache distorting my mind
i shall seek no further, i shall forget every experiences
the clear blue sky still here
chapters of the book i feel
shall be re-written under its dusky pages
and forever shall remain, encrypted caligraphy of the neverland’s sunset
ajie
June 25, 2010
2.07 AM
can we actually really hate each other without any compassion?
since there’s killing everyday, hatred spread everwhere, so i simply ask.
even if we are the endanger species (like what some scientists believe, “no aliens!”).
so is it pointless to reach a peace? oh i’m sorry, people hate that word.
“peace’s only for weaklings!”, or perhaps “we want peace, but they started first!”
hating and blaming and hardening self position and ignore negosiation,
to what extend?
then perhaps, it should have been no “we”, just me, you, or them.
can we actually shake hands without fake intention?
to make the world a less dangerous one for our children, if not for ours.
or has our anger taken away our love for the little ones?
perhaps what’s wrong is not in our heart.
perhaps, it’s only our ego that stops us from seeing each other’s heart.
oh, too many perhaps, and the clock’s still ticking
and there are still people dies.
hunger, refugees, environmental problems, trafficking, health.
so many problems for mankind, yet here we are, arguing about which one’s the best.
what’s the point of being the best, if there’s no more life to live?
can we actually see others and say,
“you are my friend, whoever you are, wherever you come from, whatever religion you believe.”
“because after all, we’re still humans with hearts inside us.”
ajie
June 24th, 2010
3.42 AM
with her by my side
i shall dance until there’s no fight
and the world shall be in peace
merry in joyfulness, cherishes the bliss
with her walks beside me
green grasses shall bloom the flowers
shadowy night sky shall be full of stars!
and we could walk on the romantic charles bridge
at night
with her in my mind
there are oceans so far away to stare
there’s a longing for the journey ahead
and it will be here, stays for minutes to fade into ageless circle
until there’s no more distance, only heart to remember
ajie
June 23, 2010
0:57
and this life is mere a sojourn place
of deep breath and devious races
we shall dance to this chance
take me by surprise!!
hear those siren of ambulance ring
please damage no more, for i shall not sink
tear falls down inside, unable to think
but wail no misery, for only this time we sing
and contradict the verses, O mankind
be merry
be happy
be full in life
as time keeps on going
and we keeps on aging
delight the present, the “in between”
for this is where we live
ajie
May 18th, 2010
01.36
of brick walls and sturdy rocks
i was made
to challenge the dubious timeline
to unravel complicated plans
and finally, to witness a magical end
oh, i plead the innocence!
wild imaginations and straightforward intentions
toast to our freedom!
let’s drink it, sip it, swallow it as a whole!
let’s dance under this shady moon!
let’s sing the merry!
let’s celebrate life!
ajie
May 15th, 2010
22.50
Night is the lofty image of continuous pivotal universe. Night describes, inspires, and provides lots of things,thus making miraculous events to happen. There is a deep silent within this phenomenon. A deep, black silentness that is hardly matched by any other natural phenomenon. Silentness, that doesn’t kill us, rather surviving mankind.
It is human nature to be afraid of the dark. Yes, it is human nature to be intimidated by quiet stillness. But to be afraid means to be blessed by feelings. In fear, mankind tend to reach its peak potential of living. Because we are afraid of the dark, we found how to create fire, thus allowing us to invent lights. Because we are stressed by raging natural disaster we’ve been evolving from one civilization to the next step of humanity. Because, a boy’s fear of losing his girl allowing him to write heart-melting poems. And, because of our fear towards unexpected life we are learning lessons of life we’ve had before.
To be blessed to see every night is different, is not something everyone has. People tend to sleep it off, waiting for the sun to rise by being inactive, while there are millions stars in the skies at night. Human’s perception of the dark, which is brought by night, creates a habitual ritual to sleep at night, thus making most of nights are spent worthless. Not exactly without gains, but surely we, as humanity does all the time, couldn’t even understand the beauty, the lofty, of nights.
But, as we know, there are nocturnals. People, like me, who are seeking the meaning of life through nights. I strongly disagree the dictionary’s concept of nocturnals. It is not mere an “active” rather stronger word should be used. I cant provide answers, for i am not an linguist. But one thing I know is, nights provide me with something sublime, something that its irregularities tend to confiscate me. I am in great awe of nights. Owls are singing. Moon is shining. Stars are winking their eyes, pretending to take me to a place that humanity has never experience before. Nights will always promise this one thing ; that its mythical yet seducing ambiences intrigue me, and those nocturnals, of nights where they actually live
ajie
October 28, 2009
3:07 AM
ah! how dreadful to feel discarded
entirely watching how the game’s been played
not a chance to do good, oh not a chance
do what you’re told, even if it’s not make sense
let alone the arising sun!
for there’ll be my cage for days to come
let me go away and i’ll stand on my feet
need no shelter, happiness is what i seek
now be free! be the one you feel!
chase the dream let it not slip away
cause if it’s away too far, it’ll be gone
be hurry! before the sun comes down
ajie
April 9 2010
1.26 AM
