OVERTAKING THE LAST INDIAN MINUTE

On the shore of the cyber ocean: your innocent hands took mine.
The walk along the foreign bay landed you uncommonly dear to my mind.

Rattled life.
Abandoned dreams.
Jilted hearts.

Hey, here we are again: 
overtaking the last Indian minute travelling to The Mood,
bringing The Alien home.
Distant laughter and frequent smiles rendering warmth to the hearts.

Sail into the night for the faith of a sound sleep, Potato 58!

IT

This unintended feeling, unnamed.
Forbidden since the first day of ITs existence.
Yet we let IT linger in hunger.


Very much alive, unattended.
Hidden between each passing opportunity we failed to recognise.
Hindered. Yet treasured.


It's a promise of the untied.

LIVED, PLEASED

If I were to leave this world before you,
please weep: for you, not for me.
Coz I just lost my life,
but you just lost your hive.


If I were to meet God before you,
please be reminded:
that I won't be around to curb your anger,
that you won't be bound to pretend any longer.


So if it happens sooner than anyone would have thought:
I worry not.
As I am sure I have lived as I believed.
As good deeds would live as they were weaved.


Soon, you'll reap what you sow too.

Now is The Time

Everything has its own time:

To meet or to depart

To love or to hate

To come or to leave.

As ours today.

The exit has its way of separation

and from there the future is unknown.

I just sing myself a lullaby

just so all tears and pain would bid me goodbye.

Be it a punishment or a hidden blessing, I return my fate to Him.

Midnight Haiku

a great tsunami
washes thru the land in force
sweeping away all


a token of friendship from David Z
by YM
18032011, 00.37

You told me she's gone
Thrown away by time
Smashed up by your love to me

But you are not good at lying
Your eyes long to see her
Your mind still keeps her safe and secured

Tell me that I'm wrong
Prove me that you are right
When you hear a love song
You remind yourself of your love to her
and not to me
You see yourself and her as lovebirds
and not me

You miss her so much
they way you were missing me last time.
How could you?!

I know I'm a lot less perfect than her.
I realise that I can't win you over.
I only have my unconditional love for you
Now that I see you seek more than that.

I wish I could retreat but I couldn't
I wish I'm not me today, but it's too late.
I wish I'm out there living out of misery and pain.
But I wish I'm happy with you
happy with me.

Could it be too much to ask?

19032006

ESTRANGED

I miss my late teen's life:
colours of bright laughter,
bitter of unexpected tears,
the thought of exploring world.
just why hadn't I missed you?

I look back to those days:
of swinging bikes and living nights,
foodloads fested on broken hearts.
Nothing flicks to missing you.

Amidst those faces I'd seen,
yours simply couldn't be a common scene.
Some guitar strings blend in!

Remembering you very occasionally:
I wonder where have I stored all those memories.

To miss you now is something I'm not used to.

Faiqatul Aqwa
26032001, 1345.