They

What are those word, that haven’t been yet said?

they are all written in your eyes

make print of letters on your lips

you hide them well inside your brain

what are those feeling you are yet to show me

they are, do warm your hands

and make your heart beat fast

so i can clearly hear it

what are those thoughts you yet to share

they drive me crazy and insane

they make me curious and wonder,

They make me wanna met you once  again.

Not Posting, yet I’m drafting

again i am drafting words by words

and saving them not posted

not cause i feel  that they’re bad

they’re just so true about me

if they will read they’ll come to know

what i am feeling, what i am thinking

i am not worried to be judged

i am afraid of being non-sensed

sometime one word can say a lot

and may be even tell the story

about how I feel myself

right now, thats why i am so worried

i’m drafting and i am not posting

like keeping it for better days in file

i guess its opposite, the feelings

to post the sad one when i am fine

Lost hint of feeling

I wanted to write about something,but  i don’t remember

I had this hint of life and then it disappeared

I wanted tell the story of a person

but now i lost the trails of it

Who was that person, and why i wanted

to put his life in words, i still don’t know

I guess I’ve share one of his feeling

I think I really understood him very well.

if it was happy feeling or a sad one

I really want that hint to hit me once again

i just remember that the feeling

will look so different with the pen

How I feel when i am

waiting……………..

Is like a knife slowly pressing your skin

wanting………..

is like tearing your inner you

dreaming ………………….

is like a waste of time for nothing

writing…………………….

is like putting your brain under the microscope

singing ……………………..

is like wearing your soul on top of your body

thinking…………………………

is like playing a scramble in side your mind