JUZ AROUND THE CORNER

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Fall

This is where and when everything feels so right
The time that never seems to pass
Feelings that always on a high note
The place to be whatever it may be
You are always there
You are everywhere
Even in darkness
Or far away somewhere in nowhere

But here is where I want to be
In this bliss territory
Falling helplessly gracefully inside your heart
The time it never seems to pass
Feelings that always on cloud nine
To feel I’m yours and you are mine

The Day

The day you came into my life, you ceated a room in my heart and stayed there to comfort. Your welcome will never be overstayed. When the day you left without warning, leaving the space empty only for loneliness to creep in. No reason given, no motive driven that I know of. No clue whatsoever of the sudden departure. Leaving me blank, numb and sad.

My feelings is not a Touch N Go Lane for your conviniece getaway. My heart is not a stage for your drama and play...

11/8/05 Mosh 4.45am.

Sublime Decorum

You got that what I want
You have that what I need
That effervescent of your looks
Facade of natural beauty sent me to cloud nine

Gotta have you
Gotta pull through

Your sublime decorum
Your pretty installments
My crazy lullabies and
My silly hush and cries

Waiting your hug and kisses
Your smile and all my wishes…

© The Moshman Cometh. 131103 8.40am. Harsh reality...geekdom come

Epiloque To Nothing (The Thing That Should Not Be)

When it first started, it was from nothing.
Not of anything that I know of.
When suddenly it turned into something.
From deep in my heart, I felt something.
And I’m sure that you too, felt something.
A part of us that has grown into something.
Something new, something fresh, something beautiful.
Unofficially, we are a thing.
Apparently, other people started to think that we are a thing.
And yes, we became a thing.

Then things started to happen around us.
Some good things and some bad things.
Then the bad things got in a way between us.
Things got out of control for us.
Things turned into a big mess.
Things separated the joys we had.
Things got to from bad to worse.
And officially, we are a thing in the past.
We are nothing.

9/3/05 Mosh

Wither

Like the beautiful rose, you are hard not to be attrracted to. Your beauty and smell pulls my soul like a love magnet closer to you. Red is your colour, bright and mesmerizing, striking from the distance. I should have known that the colour was a warning. The danger that your beauty possessed.

I felt so high around you, I can't feel your torns piercing my heart and soul. And as your colour and smell withered when you turn around from me, the torns are pulled out, leaving holes in my heart and soul that now seems to bleed endlessly.

In time, the bleeding had stopped. The wounds dried, leaving behind eternal scars. The issues eventually died too. But here, the memories appears in vivid color and smell of your beauty that once captured my heart and soul.

I can only forgive you for what you have done. As you are the rose, and you are born with beauty that comes also with the torns. There are ways to have you, being around you without getting hurt. But I failed at that. A lesson in life and the punishment that seems everlasting.

About Arguments

In the earlier days, we have few arguments. And even if we have them, it was only about minor things. And these arguments usually ends short. Never prolonged. And in this short argument periods, also known as the silent periods or the not talking with each other term, is a moment of test to see who will start first to break the term. Makeover was easy as we both could not stay apart for long. And these little arguments actually strengthened the love we had. It was an adjustment period to find and to know each other better. Yup, that was the better days.

As we head into the middle of the relationship, the arguments were lesser. It's the period where we came to know each other strength, weaknesses and shortcomings. Simply put, we came to accept and understand each other better and deeper. We thought we have made it.

And at the start of the end of the relationship, the arguments become serious. It was more like a competition to see who is wrong or who is right. Nobody wants to be the guilty party in the blame game. Old issues rise again. Past forgiven mistakes becomes a re-opened cases. All to support the accussations. Evidences of prosecution. Close friends becomes juries and lawyers, taking sides and making tides. It was like putting salt to injury. Spectators, watched and waited. Taking neutral stand or speculate outcome.

As the curtain falls, the show closes with a sad ending. Game over.