one year from today

One text message, one smile.
One song – to accompany the dead silent night.

One cake, one birthday card.
One candle – to light up a lonely heart.

One picture, one blue-dress.
One hopeful wish – to rejoice a, one-sweet day.

One pink bracelet, one jar of cookies.
One friendship – to last forever.

One ice-blended chocolate, one cup of milk.
One place – to feel like home.

One black spectacle, one sneaker.
One backpack, one girl.

One year from today – one dream.

COLOURS

Darkness is the sky without a sun.
Almost black.
Alone – no sound.


Purple is the secret world separating night and day.
Only a line-thick across the horizon.
Stunning but shy – last only for moment’s glances…


Green is the wave of leaves against cool-morning dews.
A blanket of calmness.
A deep sigh – burden is lifted.


Blue, is the sky painted with a colorful rainbow.
Reassuring – a point of certainty in a mess of unpredictable.
Always there – blowing kisses to onlookers.


And red, is the three special words said to him.
Thunderous. Chemical reaction. Spontaneous.
But honest. Sincere. Heartfelt.
*blushing*


White is the dandelions along with our wishes in the wind.
Pure.
A has-been-innocence – when we were little kids…


The world is colorful.
My eyes and brain tell me that it is beautiful.
But sometimes… like today…
Black is how I feel inside.

But…
This song… “COLOURS”…
Which I keep listening to repeatedly,
Its lyrics and melody…

Eyes close.
Heart beats in-synch with its rhythm…
Its soft-beauty is contagious…a blend of colors.

I want to drown in its world for a while longer.

make-up

i guess, i've arrived at the age
where i'm suppose to put on some make-up
before i went out...
or meeting new people...

most of my friends are beginning to familiarize themselves
with variety of make-up products.
or maybe they've been so...a long time ago.

even for the usual classes,
i can see traces of eyeliner and blusher on their faces.
they hook on to colored lenses recently.
and without rea;izing it, i'm now one of the few
who are left wearing glasses.

i wonder...
will i ever change?
i had put on some make-up before...
i had put on lenses a couple of time before...
but each time...it took so much effort...
felt too alienated...
i don't think i'll ever wear it again.

applying foundation and face powder...
put on the eyeliner and mascara...
and then,the blusher-gently rub against your cheek-apple.
lastly, your listick.

when trying to look beautiful for someone special...
this kind of tedious work comes naturally.

for now, maybe not for me.
i prefer my glasses and my hats.
at least...for now.