Showing posts with label longing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label longing. Show all posts

Sunday, July 06, 2014

the lines of beauty.

remember the black dress
once worn in black night
to create distinctiveness
of form and flesh

however long ago
on rewind,  it is still fresh
as if a minute ago
on readiness for a tango

i remember the lines
of straights and curves
as much as i wish to see
as far as she allowed it be

as the curvy line turns
just a little bit more
i will not let it burns
for a sight i adore

as i rewind memories
over depth of nights
blinking a little, testing reality
so it wont shake off, the beauty

of distinctiveness, of form and flesh
of needing hearts
a swim of ecstasy
over love, a never ending feel.







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

Monday, March 10, 2014

Sayang

satu warna




satu ingatan








//dienn


Saturday, December 07, 2013

missing you

is it wrong
if i felt
really missing you



... dienn

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

reciprocity

I keep coming back to edge o'lake
to renew acquaintance with ripples and waves
as I sit and let it all out
to the vastness of water and sky

The flowers are sweeter, both colour and fragrance
The water is clearer to remain naked to the bottom of wisdom
The sky is bluer to put calmness and sooth worries
and I just sit thinking of you..

at the edge o'lake.

__dienn///__

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Wednesday, October 03, 2012

a gentle walk: picture of the week

gentle walk
It's never within my expectation
to be invited to such important occasion
because I once had put a constraint
putting a black block which finally cause endless pain

She is better off at one point
for displaying glimpse of what need to be known
and she is smart in placing a definite block
to ease her along the aisle, a gentle walk.

It is not important how I feel
and it is not important too
to expose the searing  pain
because we appreciate the glow of wisdom

we may want to lay down
on a naked lawn, looking at stars
we may want to wake up
on a soft bed, feeling sweet and fresh.

I had sent congratulatory note my own way
the very same way as we walked down two thousand six
at the edge of beautiful bloom
as petal slowly opened, one by one
and opening the nakedness of beauty and truth
as we walked on a journey of joyous ecstasy
of blooming love and endless friendship.




but dear, we do go from now, are you happy?




___PQrs___
ground zero




Friday, July 20, 2012

it was late

it was rather late
I...... fully awake
thinking of you dear

Wednesday, May 09, 2012

i miss you

i

miss

you.