Saturday, October 29, 2011

Turbulence getting rough...

It was not an easy step
Nor was it an easy thing to do
nor you might even face
but today
It went sky high

Maybe because of
what I did not do
may be because of
who i just am
Maybe because of
my overly sensitive side

what was i to do
I had no aptitude for it
to satisfy your expectations nor demands
I am just being who I am to my best
you busy yourself with maintaining the utmost excellent standard
you busy yourself claiming that it is for our best
you busy yourself chasing us for imploring
you busy yourself caring for us thinking your right and what you've been through is the right one

Have you been considering all of these?
I see you as stakeholders in your position as somebody, but do you see others too?
Do you bother putting yourself in my place
do you bother seeing yourself in my perspective
do you?

This is my far cry
of not the truth but a turbulent soul
You will I believe
claim I am 
naive
egoistic
idealistic
emotional
close minded
unrealistic
wrong
etc
for you have a greater understanding and know more and even experienced more
but what i say...
I now feel...
happy
sad
pilu
sayu
serabut
cuak
uncertain
alone
lonely
etc
may be a far cry for attention
a cry baby
of a weak soul
being a pessimist
But all i have for now
is but a turbulent soul...



Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Beating Fast

It beats
No surprise there
but when it thumps
thats something

The beating heart
Could be a sign
of biological turbulence
of emotional uprising
of far sighted moments
of a cry for peace
of a drive for passion
of a despair passing
it could be anything
that suits your past experiences... your motivations... your deep desires... your beliefs...

Instinct
it could be right and it could be wrong
it could be a sign from above or a scream from deep under
it could be the heart speaking instead of the brain reasoning
it could be... anything we want it to be...

My heart beats fast
day in and day out
My heart beats slow and deep
in the moment of being alone
My heart jumps
at the sight of beauty
My heart stops
at the sight of fear
My heart slumps and faints away
at the advance of troubles that I do not wish to face

My heart is beating fast
perhaps of nothing
perhaps of everything
perhaps...
of Red Bull....