The sudden post

Why the sudden post of contents within minutes of each other? I just found stuff that I've written around the past 5 months and found the time to upload it here. Bits and pieces of me. Yeap. Dont bother haha

Bus Stop Musings

Bus stop musings
The bus stop. I wonder how many philosophers have mused under it. It seems like a good spot to do it too. I mean its open and outside there. Depending on the place it can be packed with people or none at all.  Either is good for a moments reflection.
I wonder too how many lonely people have waited or is still seeking a miracle under one. Its a place where its harmless for people to wait and see. To observe and think. To ponder and take action for their lives. Sometimes they encounter friends who gives them a smile for the night. Sometimes you find nothing too. But its okay.
Then you wonder how many couples have it bear witness. The young ones in love and the old who endured time. Listening on to their conversations without being judgemental. I imagine the bus stop with big hands and a bigger heart embracing the couples sheltering them from but a moment of no judgement and only for them. For once the moment is just for them.
Unfortunately, it has also beared witness to the heart breaks and tears too. The fights the pain and the tears layed there.
The bus stop has single handedly witnessed a lot of things through out its lifetime.

What The Library Means To me

When I feel lonely... I like to sit among books... I like the idea that there I am... all alone but yet I am amongst some of the greatest work of art and literature and knowledge ever written by men. As lonely as I feel... im surrounded by greats. As great as that sounds. Im still alone in person. I wish I had a friend or someone special to be by my side to keep me company. I cant help but feel that when we are with people and when we are all alone we are essentially different persons. We embody different personas but what remains bis our eternal core that we build up with time and experience. Opss... I almost forgot, I have music as company too... better put them on too.

I'm Waiting

Im waiting
I have always been waiting...
Waiting for an uncertainty. ..
Waiting for a possibility...
Hoping on a probability...
That has traversed antiquity...
Gambling on luck...
I like waiting
It allows me to think back and reflect and ponder
Most days I get nothing
But somedays I get a stroke of insight
Im standing on ifs...
the ifs does come...
But what do I do with it...
I can barely give a smile...
How can I do anything
But waiting itself is never enough
You have to go and take action too
Sometimes action might be too big of a word
But in reality... its just enough to get out of your room and take a walk and smile to people...
Everyday your life can change the moment you walk out of your door.
Reading back the word hopeless romantic strike me deeply... why am I like that I wonder...
While I wonder...
time passes me by as an ally as I wait