moment of insecurity

I glance up from my meal
Hun, see what I see
Legs for miles

Hair in glistening piles
and hips so small i must get her to reveal
just how it is she keeps it real

Shirt that drapes just right
Pants fit without a fight
Heels oh so sweet
and not to mention that casually flung bag
that swings gently to her beat

Now as i look down i see
just what it is that disturbs me so
i pile on any that fit
and then run on the go

Next there is that sweet and sassy fragrance
gushing nothing less than extravagance
while the morning fumes of monoxide
still clings to my daily hide

Humphh, i harrumphed
i guess i’m a tad scerred
a bit miffed
a lot insecure
must trudge back in my brain
dig up something pure
it is the only cure for such a trivial but torturous malady i’m sure.

-written after an unsetlling encounter with one of the beautiful ones during lunch hour-

Mothers Day in Indonesia

Have you told her today?
Have you told her just how much you love her?
Did you let her know, that you appreciate every little thing she has provided for you?
Have you reminded her of her worth today?

Have you ever wondered, how many hours she kept her life on hold
To make way for yours to unfold?
Have you realized, that she would never ever take those hours back even if the chance were given?
That she has willingly given those minutes, those hours, those days, those years… out of the infinite love she holds for you?

Have you told your mother how much you love her?
Not just because it’s mothers day today in Indonesia, but simply because you do.

Twilight… bet you never heard that one before (ha-ha)

What can I say. I ain’t impervious to the Twilight Edward Cullen effect. 

Okay, so Twilight turns out to be highly entertaining for me. Enough to keep me re-reading up till now.  I am strongly drawn to the passion that the author has managed to convey through simple yet concise words. I feel it. I feel the love between the two main characters.

I know, I know, Edward is overly fussy, Bella.. well.. Bella could cut back on the Edward oogle-ing descriptions a tad, he’s hot – we get it. The sub-plot sometimes got me rolling my eyes more times than Edward in all four books combined. All that aside though, this story has got a lot of passion. It drips of angst and despair and hope and despair and back to hope again. I really felt it when Bella experiences the emptiness of abandonment – I can almost taste the crazy. I really felt it when Edward begins to realize his feelings for Bella (read Midnight Sun) – I can almost feel his fear of discovering love.

As Jacob Black might say: “Sure, sure – it has flaws”. It’s no Harry Potter, but that doesn’t mean its not entertaining. What it lacks in intricate story lines it makes up through its exploration of Edward and Bella’s passionate relationship. I’m glad I found such an intense romance like this one. It reminded me of how having a crush feels like – I mean, was anybody able to stop them self from crushing a little on the sweet and sorry vampire that is Edward Cullen? Other than my beloved Fug Girls, I have yet to find one.

All in all, the twilight series provided me really good entertainment, the kind that I can kick back and relax with at the end of the day… I love it.

Heartbeat

Have you listened to your heart lately?
Is it beating slowly?
Is it beating fast?
Does it falter ever so slightly at a certain sight, sound or thought?

Is it beating to its own regular beat, for just a bit too long?
Do you miss the falters, the racing, the skips?

Have you listened to your heart lately?
Does it skip, falter and fumble at a certain sight, sound, thought?
If it does, then cherish it, savor it, enjoy it…
For within those moments, the heart is soaring, flying on its own wings, weaving through the days, up up in the clouds.

Listen to your heart…