a story told by the sky...

I am the flower.

The youth of my beauty dazzle in the sky.

Sweet charming fragrance dances in the breeze.

I feel your touch on my soft fragile petals.

Ubiquitous colours absorbs such divine light.

The emptiness filled with euphoric delight.

I am the flower,

And was now named alive.

I made you my everything,

And everything; I bear you with fruits.

You plucked me out and brought me to a fairy tale,

In a flamboyant vase filled with precious water.

I was the only one floating in the crystal castle.

Your truly one and only, gullibly I thought.

Yet, I was blinded by your sunshine,

So much that I could not tell what's bright,

And what's not.

As the sun began to set,

I am still a flower.

However, a flower that was forgotten.

Forgotten by your ignorance.

Forgotten by my needs.

My colours began to fade into a darker sorrow,

That was the lack of your attention.

Dark fragile leaves began to crumple and hide themselves,

That was the lack of your care.

My sorrowful petals began to wither into the darkness,

That was the lack of your love.

As the last few rays of sunset pours the Earth,

I was getting old,

I was helplessly dying,

I was a flower, forgotten.

And as the new moon begin to rise,

I left a memory of a beautiful flower,

That was now named gone.

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Written by : Me

Poetry rocks! It helps me to clear shit out of my mind.

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hmmm...

*ehem* Someone wanted me to post a pic.

Well, there you go...

*runs away*

It has been

secondsminitesdaysweeksmonths

since I've ever posted in this blog.

Well, finally now I get the chance to continue

my story scrapped from my imagination.

I know it's not that good yet.

But as long as someone's reading it, I'll keep writing.

So let your imagination fly free!

...

Chapter Two.

The Dream.

THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME in my entire life that I've woken up with a bright smile on my face. The marigold sunshine of the early morning polished the blue-framed sky. I watched the birds fly, flutteting their wings freely. Free and calm. And somehow, I wished I could be those birds and fly high together with them. To see the world like I've never seen it before. Fly to the highest point and look down from below, watch the life I've always been living in past by. But then again, I can only dream of flying.

I closed my eyes. I tried hard to recall back what I've dreamt last night. A dream I had always been dreaming for. It was different from my other dreams, special in a good way. It was just surreal. A part of those feelings in that dreams were so real. I could still feel his words linger in my memory. Who was that boy? He was like an angel in my dreams. And for the first time ever, I had actually felt important to someone. But that would be absurd. I know that deep down, it was all just an illusion. The boy, the lust, the love and the hope. What I call it; Dreams. They are like reflection of our minds, of what we've all thinking. Thoughts we never thought of before and those that we're constantly thinking about. It's all reflected in our dreams. A bank of our imagination.

But you see, I live in my own world now. A world made up of my imagination and dreams. It's only in my dreams that I could ever feel safe. In my dreams, that I could walk with the knowlegde that I never walk alone. In my dreams, that I could behold profound happiness. In my dreams, that I could never get hurt or know any pain. But it's a fact that I'm in a world that isn't real at all. It's nice and I love to dream. It's nice because when I dream, I have no worries, I don't think. I'll just let my mind and imagination wander off. Setting free every single pain, worries, sufferings from the reality. And I've never felt better.

And maybe that's my kind of way to escape from the cruel reality. Immersing myself with great imagination.

Chapter One.

A Hopeless Miracle.

She looked up to the clear blue sky.

The green apple grass was swaying in the wind.

She was finally free.

For days, walking with the conscience she can't bear

She was a dreamer.

Dreamless dreams she dreamt.

And yet, she was still hopelessly hoping for a miracle...

...

"Believe in yourself more" he said.

How could I? I thought to myself.

In this cruel world, who would?

When there's no one else,

who would believe in my voice?

I was trapped in the misery of my past.

Nothing could change that fact.

Though, at that moment, he was there for me.

I just needed to hear it from him.

"Do you believe in me then?" I finally said.

"Of course, I'll always will."

I smiled. I knew he did. And I was grateful.

For he was the only person

in this world who believed in me.

He was the cure to my pain, my misery.

The bliss of my solitude.

I just wasn't brave enough to say it right in his eyes.

I wished I did, for my life would have turned out better.

"Don't give up the last hope in you.

Deep down inside, you'll find it.

Even when the world seems to be

surrounded with darkness,

when the sun don't shine for you,

or the moon isn't bright anymore.

Don't run away, cause there's still hope, my dear."

His words were so beautiful

that a sharp pain cuts my heart.

In that moment of time,

I was about to break down.

I couldn't understand why.

So much feelings, buried inside of me.

And he was still there. He was there for me.

"Don't be afraid to cry.

Don't be afraid to show your tears."

He turned and looked at me.

Tranquility filled my heart.

I wish I could have been stronger.

I looked up to the clear blue sky, again.

Thinking of the right words to say.

But my voice was fading...

"Why... Why are you saying all these?

Why do you care so much?"

My voice slowly disappearing, trying to catch my breath.

"It's because..." hesitantly he said.

"I love you"

At that moment, a drop of tear fell

from my helpless eyes.

And it changed my heart forever...

...

Can love or a tiny drop of hope from someone turn sadness into a miracle?

A part of a story from my imagination.

(to be continued)

hopefully, that is.

I am lost in a snowstorm.

The wind shrieks, blows stinging sheets of snow into my eyes.

I stagger through layers of shifting white.

I call for help, but the wind drowns my cries.

I fall and lie panting on the snow, lost in the white,

the wind wailing in my ears.

I watched the snow erased my fresh footprints.

I'm a ghost now, a ghost with no footprints.

I cry out again, hope fading like my footprints.

But this time, a muffled reply.

I shield my eyes and manage to sit up.

Out of the swaying curtains of snow,

I catch a glimpse of movement, a flurry of colour.

A familiar shape materializes.

A hand reaches out for me. I see the snow.

I take the hand and suddenly the snow is gone.

We're standing in a field with apple green grass

with soft wisps of clouds drifting above.

I look up and see the clear sky is filled with kites.

...

On this one special day, it's time for us to say "Thank You" and forgive each other for our past mistakes. It's our human nature to make mistakes. Everyone will hurt, and everyone gets hurt. So lets Forgive and Forget...

To my Dear Family,

Thank you for all the great things you've done for me.

Not even a thousand words can reciprocate your kindness given.

You have always be there for me.

Tolerating my nonsense.

You never judge, you only listen.

You never ignore, you always care.

Even when life seems hard,

You've always stayed strong for everyone.

Even when I was at my worst attitude,

You were patient with everything.

For that I can't thank you enough.

♥♥♥♥

To my Dear Friends,

Thank you for the awesome things you've done for me.

You guys have always been there through thick and thin.

I apologize for all the wrong doings I've done.

Be it unintentionally, or purposely.

If my words or actions have somehow hurt you.

I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart.

For all the obstacles that the future will bring us,

Hopefully our friendship will stay strong and true.

You guys are irreplaceable.

♥♥♥♥

Lastly, I wanna say thanks to a "Something", instead of a someone. My Heart. The most important organ in my body. I know, I may sound soooo crazy and weird right now. You guys may think "Of all things, why say thanks to an organ?!" I know, but my heart has suffered the most. It doesn't hurt to say thanks rite? So here it goes...

To my Heart,

Thank you.

For beating for me since the start of my life.

And until now.

For all the sufferings,

I apologize.

Everytime when I had an asthma attack,

You had to beat faster than usual.

So hard that eventually you'll ache.

Even I could feel your pain too.

When things got worse,

And I was uncontrollable,

You would have just stopped beating.

Just terminate and shutdown.

But you didn't.

Instead you continue to beat for me,

To beat for my life.

Even when you just felt like popping out,

You continued to stay strong.

You're a weak heart,

but you're strong enough to go through all these sufferings.

That's what made you the most special.

And for that,

I thank you with my life.

My heart.

♥♥♥♥

I know it may seem weird,

But I've come to a point where my sufferings

Has made me appreciate them more.

Coz deep down I believe,

That every single little thing has feelings...

Till then,

"SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI

MAAR ZAHIR DAN BATIN"

It was just yesterday

That the sun was shining for us.

Our laughter echoed through the sky.

Our smiles were craved in my memories.

Wish time could have stopped.

Seems like today,

A dark cloud shadowed over us.

Absorbing all our tears.

And it rained for us.

Our laughter was taken away

By the lightning strikes.

Our smiles were burned by the fire.

Time got faster and faster.

But tomorrow,

Will the sun ever shine for us again?

♥NADIRAH
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