So I Pray

I hate you, so I'll pray for you,
I'll add me in the prayer,
I'll pray for us.

Do you pray for me, too?
Do our hearts mend yet?
Maybe I was not sincere enough.

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Hence my prayer consists of silence.

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Combining Letters

One thing I wish to do before I die, is to write books.

Notice the plural form. I wish to have several books written.

The art of combining letters to weave some meaningful array of words is just, magnificent.

I don't have such talent, though.

When I read some good articles or poems or whatever, the first thing comes to my mind is the experience of the writer.

Of course, to write such a thing, one must have adequate amount of experience, have seen life from multiple perspectives, and learning a lot.

I, on the other hand, just sitting in my room doing nothing. Therefore I have nothing to write.

I can't even maintain updating a cheap blog, let alone writing a book.

But then again, who can stop me from dreaming, wishing, wanting to do so?

One day. Or in another life. Who cares.
:)

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The Small Kind Gesture

You never know, that the small kind gesture of yours.
It brings some feelings.
I, kinda like it.

Small, so small that it was merely a kind smile I didn't even see.
I can just hope that it's still there,
on your face, meant for me.

Be good, and teach me how to.
And still, thank you.

Like the dandelion, so easily moved, by the slightest wind of kindness.

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I'm Always In This Twilight

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat,
I tried to find the sound.
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
so darkness I became.

I took the stars from my eyes and then I made a map,
I knew that somehow I could find my way back.
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too,
so I stayed in the darkness with you.

No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight.
In the shadow of your heart.

The stars? The moon? Yeah they have all been blown out.
You left me in the dark.
Why is that?

Why can't you love me, they way I do?

:(

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Hear Hear

Do you remember how annoying it is, to have that friend of yours talking about every single thing every single time?

He or she always has something to say about everything.

And then, he or she just let it out, pouring words out from the mouth like a torrent.

With the advancement of technology, where people don't even say things anymore, but that friend of yours doesn't change at all.

In addition to the nonstop talking, now he or she just went ahead another level and be noisy in the social medias as well.

And you just say...

Why don't you care? 

Nobody is gonna listen to what you say! STFU!

Things like that.

Take a moment and think about all the problems in the world, where some people feel like they are neglected, unnoticed, invisible.

Some idle words are idle.
Some other words are meant for something.
Some are asking for favors.
Some are telling stories.
Some are trying to share their feelings.
Some are asking for help.

But when they try to reach out, they are told to shut it up.

Because nobody is going to listen.

Isn't that the real problem?

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