you are a work in progress
everybody makes mistakes
if you failed today
try again tomorrow
keep working on yourself
be the best version of yourself
for you, not someone else
only you who can pull you out of the bottomless pit of your own thoughts
only you who can fight your own battles in your mind
only you who can be your strongest stronghold against your own struggles
should i turned?
This is a piece in response to Weekly Prompt.
i was walking aimlessly
and had been in deep thought
without any sense of time
in front of a fork in the road
i was standing with a vacant stare
a fierce strife started in my head
i wonder
should i turned right?
‘cause nothing left for me
should i turned left?
‘cause nothing feels right anymore
the road
Here’s my response to #CrimsonsCreativeChallenge159 host by Crispina.
And also to join Dversepoets.
the wind blew softly
you tucked a strain of my hair
behind my right ear
you believed that every girl
deserve to be treated right
you always come up with a way
that made me feel like i’m the luckiest girl alive
walking side by side
hand in hand along the road
the one that we passed since our school days
filled with our young and dumb youth memories
our friends said they saw you in a bar
with a new girl in your arm
i told them i knew
i saw you two walked down the very same road we used to strolled together
does it remind you of me?
#CCC159
your queen
i often got lost in your eyes
it was as deep as the ocean
also as vast as the universe
those wrinkles that appeared when you laugh
those dimples on both side of your cheeks that you kinda hate
but i thought those were super cute
your jet black curvy hair that i loved to messed with
your sharp jawline that i like it when it’s unshaven
but what i missed the most is the way you make me feel like i’m your one and only queen
your shadow
you used to be the only star on my starless night
the one who colored up my grey days
you were the first one i run to share my how’s my day been
you’ve always enlightened me with your stupid antics
i used to pinned your messages on my WhatsApp
reading our old conversations all night
listening to your voice notes as if it’s the only lullaby that could put me to a good night sleep
now, the only thing that you left behind is your shadow
new battleground
everyday there’s a new battleground
in the house, forced yourself to get off of the bed
then in the office, another challenging day to work as a team with your co-worker
you try to fit in as a good employee
then you might take a break in a cozy café or simply hanging out with some colleagues
then you have to go back to your home with your head still in a warfare
you arrived just to find that your room is as messy as your brain cells
you wanna rest your body for a moment yet your mind still on fire
then all you can do is just laying there, staring up at the blank ceiling of your room
wondering when will the sun rises up again and you’ll repeat the same monotonous routines
there’s no real space to hide from your own thoughts
‘cause the battle took no time to rest inside you
you fought with all your might and still lose to the demons
it shatters you and eating you up
drains your blood and bones
but still, they say, “it’ll get better, somehow. just hang in there for a bit longer.”
dalam ingatan
kakiku melangkah perlahan
menyusuri liku kenangan
tiap sudut kota ini
menggemakan tawa manismu
kau memilih beranjak pergi
ragamu tak lagi di depanku
namun, senyumanmu terpatri
dalam ingatanku
good days and bad days
moon rest
sun rises
night gone
morning comes
a cup of coffee is a must
sometimes with smoke in the air
driving to offices
drowning in routine
back to home
looking for bed
good days and bad days
are temporary
only has 24hrs a day
take it easy.
The Forgotten Throne
Crispina is the host for Crimson’s creative challenge #158.
Seated high in the nine heavens
Ruling over the earth
Majestic but filled with bloods
Humans endless greeds
For power, pride and validation
They’d do anything
Even the preposterous one
But now,
The throne is left behind
Alone in the middle of nowhere
Dusty and rusty
Surrounded by nothing but emptiness
trust the process
sometimes you get tired
sometimes you wanna take a break
sometimes you even want to give up
it’s okay
it’s normal
but darling,
trust the process
result never betrays hard work
just like the sun has to set
for the moon to light up the night sky
there’ll be time for your dark world to lighten up too