Picture of A Fallen Leaf

Cinema Seven,
Etched on a pink wall
How can a name outshine an advertisement?
Stood there for a good one minute, just wondering if I could share this with you.
If only you...yea if only.


It's hard to tell when we're out of reach
Like living in the suburbs, with no telephone connection,
We always said that we would listen,
and never hide what's on our mind
Oh how we fool ourselves all the time.

Everyday it feels like something's missing
Is there a ghost that hides in the world behind our eyes?

We get thrown out from a game of musical chair
I'm just the slow one with no place to sit,
It's okay, i'll wait my turn
That is if we're playing again.

It's only words
And words don't bleed.
That's what they say.
They just open up wounds that are healing.

We won't change, neither you or I. Maybe we shouldn't , or else we'll be someone different.
It's true. This pain is real. I'm taking the bullets without a kevlar because if you stand in my way, I wouldn't know what to do.
I wouldn't know what to say, and I don't want to see you get hurt either. I would rather have this alone, hit me hard and knock me down. I feel much better that way.

I never ask. Not because I don't want to know, not because I'm afraid of the answer,
I had to know, so I can live again. I need back my sleep and I'm tired of walking.
What you said had me moving backwards.
Like a dream, nothing surreal.
Just another show in your circus realm.
I never blame you. I can never do that even if it makes me feel better and I never will.
Even when the only people who can hurt us the most is the person we really care about.
Nope, can't do that. It's just me and I need no sympathy.

Everything's changing, you, me, people around us, the trees, everything.
We're just a piece of puzzle living in this mysterious world.
Let the walls fall down, so I can breath again, or see once more.
You have glitter in your eyes and beauty in your soul, and the best thing is you move people.
and Don't you ever dare to let anyone take that away from you.

Perhaps one day before the year ends, before the first snowflake, before the carolling starts, before we usher in the new year, before we bid each other goodbye, we still have time to say hello for one last time?

I hope.

Longest Place Name In The World

Yup, took me awhile to read it. Had to catch my breath and read again.

the worse part is, I can't read it correctly

But this place is definitely founded by a Malaysian.

Just watch your steps when you're there. Because the locals "nak tahu" that you "pokai"

=)

Into Thin Air

As i'm sitting alone in this closed-up room
my lungs are finding it hard to breath.

my drink has gone cold,
with dilluted taste of hazel crumbs in my chocolate.
it doesn't taste as good as it was before
like the first taste from a freshly brewed cup

on and off i get a weak signal of internet,not good enough to have a decent conversation
i have work to do, but i'm here.i chose to be here not because i want to, but i have no where to go.

appointment at 6 and i've been here since 3.
2 hours gone by and i couldnt recall how many has come and go.
maybe i should take a walk.
to get some fresh air, to clear my mind.

this lady, who just came, she smokes like a chimney
every 10 mins she lid one, probably waiting for her friend

her eyes. they look blank. it looks sad from a different angle, watery like tears clogging up.
everything change when she forced a smile.

Naturally, we observe people. Either unintentionally, or for some of us, we do it quite frequently like a routine habit.
We listen to stranger's conversation.
We get caught up with stranger's scent when they walk pass us.
We catch people with dreamy look just to find out what's so intriguing
How they can leave the world and be in a world of their own.
We see how other people react , how they lid they ciggerette or sip through the tip of their straw.
How they stare into thin air and have the most remarkable look on their face. That some other people are actually looking.

We do that.
Or maybe just me.
And it amazes me.

All the time.

Clarity

It goes away.



The feeling



That feeling that you are having right now,



today...



That feeling like you can do anything.



That clarity. It goes away.



And you go right back being to being the coward who can't tell the person you miss how you feel.

Fair

Maybe I'm completely wrong about this, but I always had a movie scene playing in my head with a song - and perhaps at least one person could connect with what I always seen,

these stolen moments printed onto broken reels.

I always thought that this Guy and Girl had a past relationship at one point -- but were forced apart.

Not from broken feelings or knowing that it was over,

but because of the wrong situation or something similar.

And because it was this, their feelings never exactly died -- and still running strong.

Perhaps they had to end it before the summer, when they were both young and had other things clipping their wings.

Pearls

Life is never perfect, and love is never what you want it to be. I don't know where we will end up, but I do know that we share a love. As we enter this new phase in our relationship, I feel a chance to begin again. Everyone knows how pearls are made, sand in an oysters mouth... Well our love has encountered and will continue to encounter "sand" and other trouble... But as we work the best we can, we can make our own pearls. Someday when we are old and grey, we both will stand hand in hand on a beach of pearls and watch the waves come in, and know that our love has conquered all that has attempted to shatter it, and together we will be victorious.


Jerry Grant Blakeney

Growing Up

There comes a point in your life when you're officially an adult.
Suddenly, you're old enough to vote, drink, and engage in other adult activities.
Suddenly, people expect you to be responsible, serious... a grown up.
We get taller, we get older. But do we ever really grow up?

In some ways we grow up.
We have families, we get married, continue the fruit of our loins, divorced, but for the most part, we still have the same problems that we did when we were fifteen.

No matter how much we grow taller, grow older, we are still forever stumbling, forever wondering, forever young.

How true is that?

Someday We'll Know

90 miles outside Boston
Can't stop driving
I don't know why
So many questions
I need an answer
Two months later, you're still on my mind

Whatever happened to Emelie Earheart?
Who holds the stars up in the sky?
Is true love once in a lifetime?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry?

Someday we'll know
If love can move a mountain

Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue

Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't meant for you

Does anybody know the way to Atlantis
Or what the wind says when she cries
I'm speeding by the place where I met you
For the 97th time, tonight

Someday we'll know
Why Damien loved Delilah
One day I'll go Dancing on the moon

I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow
I watched the stars crash in the sea

If I could ask God just one question
Why aren't you here with me, tonight!?

Someday we'll know

lovely song.

Square One

This is it.

Here, where I am, it's real
I'm bemused, stunned and absolutely confused beyond my wildest imagination.
In a short period of time, I cannot believe how things have turn out to be.
Silence. Complete in black and white.


In spite of everything, in the end, choices between life and happiness is not up to you.
When you've decided to keep it to yourself, than I guess that's the way it should be.
No second thoughts or whatsoever. No sneak peak or previews.
You're well armored, I'm not. I'm stripped naked and left stranded in the cold.


Honestly, I don't understand.
But I'll try if that's what you want.
I'll try to understand even if it doesn't make any sense.
I'll try even if I don't get a clear picture
Even if I had to paint this truth myself, I'll find my way to get hold of the brushes
I'll learn the tricks through trial and error
Standing in your shoes, I'll turn and run
I'll get it right, and yes it takes a little time, but eventually I'll get it right

The question is, how long do we have before our time is up? Just maybe, we won't be able to find it in this lifetime. But the thought itself is good enough for some comfort sense of completion
If things aren't meant to be in the first place, I'd say before we even begin counting our time is already up.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be a much better day or maybe it won't.
The very least we could do is to feel alive again and that's what I plan to do.
I'll paint that rainbow once more,

this time from a different angle.

Celestial Fireworks

The first star I see may not be a star
and the time's is such a clumsy time, deciding if it's time.
I'm careful but not sure how it goes
In the end we lose ourselves in our courage.

I've been here before but only by myself
What giving up gives you, and where giving up takes you,
Right here we can be anything, and I think that scares us away,
I've had and I've been, here in center frame there's only air.
Just enough space to fit.

The big hand goes round again,
Moving in one direction finding another to clap.
But it's okay, it's okay because it's getting tired and I'm putting it down.
Just so I can hear you, I stay up late as it takes, as long as it takes.

I close my eyes and believe that wherever you are, the Angels are keeping you close with them.

Stellar Jewel Box

can anything be more beautiful than this? perhaps. until we find something better, we all set aside what's in front of us.

Growing Sideways

Do you realize that some questions in life that you want answers to are normally the hardest question you can ask someone?

Is everything well planned like what we're made believe to?
Why haven't they invented time machine?
Don't they know alot of people would want to go back in time even if its just for a second?

Or why am I here when I can be half a world away sipping freshly brewed beer in a rundown pub?

Why him? why her? why nobody? why love? why hate?
Three letters of mystery.

We are who we are today from the experience in life.
What we've been through, they haunt us simply because we can't forget about it.
Maybe not now, maybe we don't have the strength to do so at this point of time,
maybe there are still questions left unanswered,
maybe we're all dumbstrucked by the sudden change that we can't cope with,
maybe something we unintentionally did,
or maybe some things are just out of your control that there's no point putting the blame on yourself.

The talk came to me in a very convenient time.
Not everything is your fault. Why the harsh treatment?
We don't live our lifes for others, but for ourselves and ourselves alone.
And as long as we're happy, nothing else really matter does it?

I do like to think about the life in the future, how it's a so intriguing.
I like to think about what was going on the years when we were growing,
How the sun was shining that summer or if it rained... what the weather was like.
I think about all those people who had footprints in my heart and if it's an old friend, or new
how many of them who would still be there for you.
I love how people continues to evolve, how every time I open my mind they give their taste differently than if I had opened it on any other day.
How we're constantly evolving and gaining complexity.

That is, until it peaks - like and old wine - and begins its steady, inevitable decline.

Rain my night

Two killer tea, and i'm clearly wide awake now with no intentions to fall into slumber.
The holiday wasn't supposed to be like this, time spend in front of the computer and catching on with movies.

The irony is starting to show. The part where we take our time to get off from bed and skipping meals. Just lay still.

Frozen, reluctant to move an inch, waiting for some sign to hit the brain.
Looking for an excuse to get off that comfort zone.

We all live the day for a purpose. Whether its work or life, we go places to meet people, or to catch that familiar faces, or maybe just to feel alive. Most of the time we just make do with what we have, and hope that at the end of the day the very least we can obtain is a small fragment of happiness. No regrets.

Half of the time, we forget about it and move on to the next day because what may come next, is only a mystery waiting to be unfold. We look forward to a new beginning, a fresh start like a new race. And I guess the only time we should get worried about is when everyday turn mundane, just the same shit, different day. Then we pray for changes.

We seek high and low for something new. Maybe not extraordinary, but different.
Anything different is good. Good for the soul, good for the heart and whatelse...
All i wanted so bad, is to be good, but I know it will never be the same.
The cake has gone cold, a slice was taken, and never will it be a whole again.
It takes time to come up with a recipe, and together with good ingredients, it just taste good.
So good it melts like honeycomb chocolate in the mouth.

It has been a turbulence month, high and low, not even the share market can match it.
Life cannot be more unpredictable than this, but eventually, life will have its own way to put us back on track.

A new year is coming, I'm looking forward to it, but right now, I'm more worried about the remaining days before that day approach.

Happy birthday Julian! Another year has gone by, and thank you for the nights that you lend your ears to me, unconditionally. Well maybe with a bottle of beer and a few ciggys, but still,
Thanks!

I think God Can Explain

The world seems bigger than both of us
Yet it seems so small when I begin to feel alone.

It's all right, I'm O.K.
I believe I'm the same
I get carried away.

I'm relieved, I'm relaxed
I'll get over it yet
I'll get off of your back

I think God can explain.

When we're not Looking

You know when you said things you don't meant it in the first place?

Those words usually hurt the most.
The worse thing about that is we can't take it back.

What we do then? we apologise, even if it takes a lifetime to do it.
Spur of a moment, slipped through our tongue into the ears and the damage is done.

When its done face to face, the very least we can do is to hug each other at the end and hope that after that warm touch of skin, the feelings is great enough to cover our mistake of words.
But what if it's done behind technology? Behind this monitor screen back at home with someone across the world.
What if you slipped? and that's the only thing u've done so far.
I'm not overlooking the water, but at least I know there's a puddle right in front of me.

Sometimes, we speak in riddle, because we don't want others to know how we feel.
Maybe we speak that way because we feel comfortable and to safeguard our emotions.
The danger of this is when someone else misintepret the wrong meanings.
Things go sour and we wait.
We hope, we wait and we're left alone because we expect the others to know how we feel.
And take actions.
Oh , that's a dangerous game.

There's also another case where you read something, and you thought it was you.
But it's not.
That's not danger.
That's a complete fool.

I might just be that fool in motion.
Take a picture and laugh at me.

I still do. All the time, every single second.
I don't want to sit and wait
I hope it's not to late to hope
Because I never stop hoping.