Longest Words

Haha! This is so cool!

Sometimes.

Sometimes I wonder what if
you didn't the misconception
the illusion
would we still be together?

Sometimes I think of
how easy we clicked
like peas in a pod
like a dial in ipod

And then it comes to mind
how easy we got together
was how easy we became each other
and thus how easy we became some other.

Would we still be close
or time would drift us on its tide
in the natural course
of ebbs and flows of life

Or might we have stuck together
two planks drifting in the sea
who knows?

Sometimes I miss you.
I really do.
But I know.
We'll never be.

Light.

What good is light if it is not
strong enough to pierce the darkness
but bright enough to be viewed as a light
by another light?

Can it still be useful like
a grain of salt of the earth
as with its cleansing properties
so light with its visibility?

Or is its usefulness limited
by the proximity of another light
With the combined properties of both
greater works might be done?

Yet, can a single source of light
be useful if it can't even
illuminate through the darkness?

Or is it that the darkness
is too tough and too strong
that it overpowers the light?

Otherwise how would it be able
to be seen by another source
of light?

strips stripes strobes

Sometimes I just sit in the bus and stare into space
my eyes are glazed
perhaps my face looks dazed.

But it's a different world within my mind.
The me in my mind is doing handstands
with the feet holding onto the handguards firmly
the me in my mind is doing
splits on bedframes
and somersaulting
over duffel bags
placed neatly on the floor
like speed regulating strips
on the strips of Singapore.

Caffeine.

Many a penny lost to the woes of love.
Many a hope raised upon the wings of a dove.

Trickle trickle
Flow through needle
Blood that flows from vein to pack,
blood that one never seems to lack.

Some fear the stench of death
Others fear the face of wrath.
And some they fear not able to
distinguish right from left.

This is what happens when you have a caffeine mood swing in the night.

Jumbled trains of thoughts
criss-crossing each other.

hipless hero.

Imagine you're a super hero seeking lost treasure. You fell through a hole in the ground and landed in a dark and somewhat creepy place. You use your trusty flashlight and you see a room ahead. You go towards the room but halfway your flashlight goes out.

Damn! What a time to go out!

With a flashlight speed holster, you don't need to worry about that. Able to hold three different batteries, this would definitely grant you enough light to seek and find the treasure.

If only they named it the Enlightenment Holster.

But be warned, you shouldn't try diving through flames with this, seeing that batteries are flammable, and you wouldn't wanna be the hipless hero, do ya?

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Just Accept It

I took a cab today, with a friend to the army open house. But that's not the point. The crux is three words the taxi driver kept emphasizing over and over again.

Just accept it.

The moment we entered the cab, he starts chatting non-stop. While I'm using the word chatting, which usually implies a two way exchange of dialogue, the real situation was more of a one way street.

He kept talking about how good it is to serve the army, and encouraged us to get a degree after army, and said three words 'Just accept it'.

Those were what he told the earlier passenger who wanted him to go slightly faster because she was late for a meeting. He told her, "Too bad, and just accept it."

Blunt, but true. Many a times in life, we don't really accept it, and so we try to change the outcome.

We spend amounts of money for chemotherapy struggling to give the person a fresh breath of life, but we fail to spend the time with that person, choosing instead to seek doctors, and written reports and percentages of success and failures.

We sit at the corner and sulk, unable to accept that our loved one just ditched us. Or that we just got retrenched. "It can't be. I've worked for twenty years. I've got the Best Employee Award for five months consecutively."

And perhaps, life would be simpler, with us just accepting every stone thrown our way; every pothole looming ahead.

Perhaps I'll just accept 'just accept it'.

Yet.

A year ago,
me you shattered
my nights you tormented
into pieces.

You never really explained
the reason for leaving
the reason for drifting
gone with nay a word.

Perhaps it was a fling
as common as a blink
Yet you never leave me
not thinking
as if it were yesterday.

Sometimes I travel through
your area and it triggers
such a response as this.

A certain yearning within the heart
a certain hurt that never really healed
a certain feeling of being trapped
in an avalanche.

Hurt, not angry.
Sad, but not in despair.
yet.

Only Time.

Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows, only time?
And who can say if your love grows,
As your hearth chose, only time?

Who can say why your heart sights,
As your live flies, only time?
And who can say why your heart cries
when your love lies, only time?

Who can say when the roads meet,
That love might be ,in your heart?
and who can say when the day sleeps,
and the night keeps all your heart?
Night keeps all your heart.....

Who can say if your love groves,
As your heart chose, only time?
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time?

Who knows? Only time
Who knows? Only time