Minggu, 27 Maret 2016

Video: Lyn's We Used to Love

So, actually, it's an old song (though I do not know the exact year of its release), but I've just discovered the music video.


I like, no, really like its story-line.


Go, watch it!


Lyn-We Used to Love

Jumat, 19 Februari 2016

Senin, 15 Februari 2016

Not Going to 'Caffeine' Myself!

Because everyone has their own taste for drink;
some might love iced, or hot coffee,
some might like tea, with or without sugar, 
and others are just fond of mineral water;
because they simply avoid the chance of being paralyzed 
by caffeine.
 *


I consider myself as the one who chooses mineral water.
I do not detest coffee nor do I dislike teaI used to have a dream to be having a side-job as a barista, in my own coffee shop and tea makes me at ease whenever I feel burdened!  

Minggu, 03 Januari 2016

Poem : The Last Bus


Quoted from Lang Leav;
"I don't think all the writers are sad, she said.
I think it's the other way aroundall sad people write"


THE LAST BUS

We are sailing the sea of dim moonlight, through this bus
We are ripping the night apart into sorrow and guilt, through this bus
Is it usually this fast―the bus?

The melodious silence of the dark sky
And light tickles of the vile wind
Have we ever stepped on the same, creaking metal, of this bus?

We have our own shelters
Yours is the first
Followed by mine
But,
we have the same route; future.

This is the last bus
With you, and me, as the only passengers
No driver; no rush.

Only you, and me,
and the tragic, cracking sounds of sorry.



Kamis, 18 Juni 2015

Thought of the Night

Why do people hopelessly believe in 'forever',

when in fact we all here are just some temporary living materials?