The Turn

She lifted her head and looked at the sky,

Questioningly and confused.

Frustration from the confusion,

Leads to the indecision.

Her feet made no stop,

Neither she wants to.

Every steps were aimlessly,

Till she came to a branching path.

To the Left?

Or to the Right?

To listen to her heart?

Or to seal her heart?

"Seal the heart!!! And make no more words about it!!!"

She screamed her lungs out.

With that, she made her first step to the Right.

And the Second step.

And the Third.

And hesitate at Fourth.

Her heart beating fast,

Wailing painfully,

Begging her to stop.

This time,

With no hesitancy,

She turned back,

And RUN.

She knew,

It has to be Left,

and Ignorance shall never be done.

Panting and gasping for air,

She continued to run,

Without stopping,

For every second counts.

And for every second,

She's taking the risk of losing him.

At the end of the road,

She saw,

No SIGN of him.

"Am I a fool?

A FOOL in LOVE being FOOLED by LOVE!!!"

Droplets of tears,

Flowed from her glassy eyes,

To her rosy cheeks,

And hit the rocky ground.

Return to Nowhere

Despite walking in crowd, surrounded by familiar faces,

She felt lost and alone.

And all eyes were on her, scornfully, despicably.

How she wished the days to come to an end.

There's no way to go, no way to head, no way to run.

No matter where she goes to,

Somehow, returning to the same spot.

Trying so hard and badly,

Throwing herself into the crowd,

Indeed, is a bad idea.

Perhaps, after all, returning to Nowhere,

Seclusion,

IS the way.

Being a total Ignorant

The words were heart-aching. Yet, these unscrupulous mortals will never stop shooting the arrows of pain at her.

She kept on running, but they kept on catching up.

As for the final escapade, she supposed there is no other way out other than facing them, armed with sorrow, disappointment and hatred.

Few steps back were taken,

and there she went, charging forward with no hesitation,

running into them,

letting out a loud shout of rage,

being a total ignorant.

Toys, are they?

Dogs, are never meant to be pets. Let alone as toys.

You don't buy them, play with them, get bored with them, and leave them on streets.

NO, YOU DON'T

Because they will never leave the spot where you dumped them.

Instead, they wait for you, patiently and loyally, under the hot scorching sun and the cold heavy rain.

For they have faith in you, that you'll come back for them...

Hence, don't ever think of buying one if the initial thought is to amuse yourself for you're a person with no compassion.

Yael Naim - New Soul

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtslwxL_Leg&ob=av2e

See, I'm a young soul in this very strange world

Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake

But why all this hate?

Try to communicate

Finding trust and love is always not easy to make

Boxes to be shared with

Walking down a narrow path in nowhere, along the bushes of berries, I came to an end. There, stood a beautifully built wooden door facing me. I reached out for the delicate gold colored knob with my wrinkled hand and twisted it.

Behind the door, there were uncountable boxes lying on the white marble floor, awaiting me to reveal their contents, one by one. There were so many of them, and I was so tempted to open every each of them. Yet, it was definitely not an easy task to open all for every each box, efforts and sweats are needed. But still, there were few I managed to open and I am really glad I did and am amazed and mesmerized by its contents. However, the joy was short-lived. Every time a box is opened, the contents tend to spill and fades away slowly right before I can catch them.

I really wanted to unlock more and more mysteries in all the boxes and show them to someone who is willing to wait for the revelation patiently for I doubt one sandglass is enough for the effort...

But, the fact will remain unchanged and this time, before it disappear into the thin air right before my eyes, I shall catch it with the butterfly net.