Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

Thursday, July 02, 2015

cherie amour

can i accompany you
to the shopping mall
as we have known
as dejavu
my cherie amour



dienn

Saturday, October 04, 2014

dialogue

nak.........

ape?.......

entah.......

antah?

hmmm..................

lintah?

hmmm.................

lidah?

hmmm................

nipah?

hmmm................





......................... dienn.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

what is best?

mathematics taught us about right answer,
but there could be many ways 
to get to the right answer, all are right.

if the question evolves around what's best,
it is not fair to handle it as mathematics,
because life with it's multiplicity
would not be in congruence  
with simple equation.

if discussion goes around Love
then the yardstick is the Heart
and Feelings that come along.

Some  will be forgotten as time goes
but Love is not like chipsmore
easily melt and soften

It stays , never erased.
but some may question
what's worth of such love
what can it do

a maturing pain

such love cant be measured in gains
unfair to put it in a scale
and determine of it's superlative
good better best......

it's a maturing pain
that's what i think
it will stay
forever, ever....
the love, and that's the best for us.
it hurts, it's painful
it's maturing pain




....................... me.

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Holding hearts

There were two hearts
glued together over years
before fate took them away
along different routes

and finally
both remember the other
with some little attachment
of friendship that will never die

with lovely children of their own
time will tell if they get back somehow
not for them, but for their children
over stories never told....



......... dienn


Saturday, March 29, 2014

just teasing.





















............................................. dienn.

Friday, March 14, 2014

Probability

Refraining myself,
a second longer,
staying a step further,
brushing aside
the probability of standing side by side
or wishing you good morning
when it's becoming unbearable
to step into another level
of real friendship
no mask, no restraint.



..... Dienn....



Wednesday, February 05, 2014

secrets


it's alright to share
to the deepest of depth

share


dienn......

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Mr Z and Mdm I

I sense something
missing
as they venture out
into the depth of forest.



.... dienn

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Eh, the fish.

The days of kelisa, the gentle swimmer is back.
It's not aquarium as birth place
in fact it's right from Tasik Merah
bought from the locals
where kelisa would be happiest
in their natural habitat.

It sooth my mood
as I sit healing the weariness
with romantic moves
and kelisa must understand by now
we are depending on one another
to connect days
to grease bonds
in togetherness.



.... dienn





Saturday, December 07, 2013

missing you

is it wrong
if i felt
really missing you



... dienn

Sunday, December 01, 2013

was it?

i cant remember
exactly when we first met
was it two thousand six
somewhere middle of the year



... dienn



Thursday, November 22, 2012

What is a goodbye

There are times when we thought
There is a need to utter goodbye
But the outcome differs
To the way others perceiving it.

a sincere and honest gesture
may be construed otherwise
depending on the openness of hearts.

in the final analysis,
never,
goodbye, a permanence.



dienn.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

story of a young lady

cuti kawin
There was this young lady
been with us for the last two years
asking for a week leave
when we were at the peak of activities

but how can I say no
to her appropriateness
being responsible and ever sweet
and now ready to wrap it up
with solemn oath and wedding bliss

I wish her every luck
to open up a new page, a shared page
lianna and .khairul

I keep opening mine
but some pages are found missing.


______PQrs_____
dienn, i will  go

Friday, August 24, 2012

them

the other day i went over
for a two day stop
breathing the air of Sabah.

Hah, Albert has enough in hand
the little ones keep appearing
year after year
and now almost like a train.

and I keep doing the same thing
coming home to celebrate
the new birth
with a pile of pampers.

to their little ones
I am their Acik.