Had a morning walk alone today. A bright blue sky with golden mild sunrays, what a perfect day. Few days left before I return to the Land of the Hornbills, surely will miss all my routine here. But it is okay, I just can’t wait to accomplish the mission! I have to finish everything that I’ve started.
Hanging out at 1 Malaysia’s bookstore, which was my first time. Well, not bad. Read a bundle of poems, and synopsis of some novels. Wish to have a book of poem collections. When I read poem, it’s like I live in a dark, slow and silent world. I’m trying hard to know the meaning behind. So much merged. Melancholy and metaphors – it is difficult to not fall in love with them.
I started to write on a genre that I deadly hearted, but with slow progress. It is quite difficult to translate all those ideas into words. Maybe I stopped for too long, but I will try getting back the rhythm. Pray yeah!
this morning, the leaves fall.
Yellow, and some are wrinkled, rotten golden.
Falling from the tree, and being step on by human – is’t painful?
Tell me if it is painful, because you look beautiful in that way.
Love to hear from you soon, leaves.