Showing posts with label perspective. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perspective. Show all posts

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Saturday, July 12, 2014

swimming to the shore

yes,
the lovely sound of splash
as we swim against waves
strokes after strokes
to reach to the shore.

yes,
i love the happy face
as we reach and sit in the sand
brushing aside the wet hairs
and touch the lips, forever wet

yes,
i remember how you swim
stretching hands and turning face
always stay afloat to breath
as time goes, with shorter breaths
you never seem to forget
to let me know, that it's almost there
and i keep swimming
to stay afloat
so i wont get drowned.

yes,
i keep watching you darling
your happy face
lovely lips
lovely eyes
everything in loving mood.



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






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

Wednesday, June 04, 2014

holding on

Am I being too sentimental
that I keep holding on
or Am I toying with guilt feeling
that I keep writing on

I light a candle
and I watch it burn and give light
to put surroundings to visibility
beyond the darkest of darkness

I will forever hold the candle
even though it hurts a little
as the wax melts and flows down
touching thumb and fingers

While doing so
we can still see light
otherwise the room is scary black




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





Friday, May 02, 2014

Not that I am good

But I always available
for both light and deep discussions
on issues

and time that I had gone through
both emotional and experiential
in life and work
had somehow shaped my basic approach

I had allowed myself
to walk through WORK
at times I thought quite unconventional
but close friends understand
when to allow space creative overdose
to come up with BEST OPTION.

and I wonder how she copes
with multi-roles
especially her studies.
my dearest friend.



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

Saturday, April 26, 2014

looking far down

looking at the depth
at the bottom of things
where fundamental lies.



it's like attempts to understand
why things happen
within the company
within us

while doing so
we remain calm
critical
but sensible

and we always
look for that magical balance
between capacity, overhead cost and sales





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

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

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Saturday, December 21, 2013

Beauty

The quality that gives pleasure 
to the mind or senses 
and
is associated with such properties 
as harmony of 
form or color, 
excellence of artistry, 
truthfulness, 
and originality.




......  tfd

Friday, December 28, 2012

Don't allow even a second

A measure of perseverance
to let it off, gone for ever
Never let it disturb you
not even a slightest tap
not even a slightest hum
not even a second

steadfast.....
that's you




__dienn__

Thursday, November 08, 2012

husband and wife, a friend, and a lover.

what is a husband and a wife.
what do they have.
what do they share.
what do they think of one another.
apa yang mereka rasa malu antara mereka.
adakah mereka kekuk berbincang
adakah mereka tahu keinginan pasangan.
adakah mereka berusaha memuaskan pasangan.
adakah mereka merasai kenikmatan hidup.
adakah mereka rasa bahagia.
adakah mereka membantu pasangan.
are they demanding
adakah mereka pandai memujuk
adakah mereka pandai mengusik
adakah mereka mudah tersinggung
adakah mereka kental
adakah mereka kekal bercinta
terdayakah mereka melupai semuanya.
adakah mereka jadi penggalak untuk masing-masing berjaya
adakah mereka berusaha kejar kejayaan.

Friday, November 02, 2012

Sitting on the step: RAP

I was sitting on a step
feeling free waiting for a snack
do I  care about more meat and fat
my skin is tight, it wont crack

and do you know that in two months
I will go up a different step
walking slow, wearing the gown
for a handshake, for a scroll

I am wearing light blue jean
choking my body to look thin
but where is the man where is him
I will drive a dagger to see him dead


_____dienn_____
am I afraid of Height


Saturday, September 15, 2012

a different laughter

free as a bird
It is never consistent
the laughter that envelops feelings
shall I put it as 10 levels
the highest being naked to constraints
the lowest being so secretive.

It doesn't matter much
unless we want to be too fussy
within ever expanding life
enveloped within ecstasy.

sweet as a flower
It is the expansion of life
penetrating boundaries
to the limit of sanity
on a plain of paradise
tasting honey, caressing flowers,
playing with heavenly birds in the sky.


.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

I pray for your happiness

I always pray for your happiness
as much you would probably do to me

you will have a good start
to begin a lovely long-life
you have the capacity
to get on with it, embroil in it

I dont get on the same path as yours
Mine is different, tougher.
I had to take many years
to get back to the starting point
and even that, my stage is very primary
to go beyond mutual respect, fulfilling responsibility.

But you must go all out
the way you know best.
and in you, I have no doubt.

my dearest Anja...

nota:
dienn - ihavtogo- dienn
kalau anja hairan kenapa perlu ada entri
untuk tiap-tiap hari tanpa mungkir janji
terima sajalah, ini usaha memahami diri
dengan menilai semalam dan ini hari
sambil meninjau esuk apa pula akan terjadi.

Tidak ada usaha untuk mengasah bakat
kerana itu hanya untuk orang lain
yang berminat menulis demi duit penuh tekad
blog ini, cuma huraian corak warna  sehelai kain.

Anja tentu ingat esei pertama dulu
dalam email..... esei bukan dengan memaksa
esei berupa hembusan angin lalu
sambil mengawal diri, cinta dan rasa.


___ Dienn ___
I don't write for a living
I write to keep living.

Wednesday, September 05, 2012

Of the Three

It was Filipina to start with,
a pure business adventure
pushing a certain capital in
and finally taking a certain profit out.

In the end, it evolves into something,
much bigger than we can ever imagine,
It's about helping people to earn a living,
realising their dreams to be better off,
taking them out beyond poverty line.

Then it was Cambodia, Siem Reap.
The eagerness on business adventure
somehow get diluted overhere.
It is becoming a pure community engagement
helping the minority muslims getting the basics.
They had suffered for far too long.
I am in, just to help a little.

Now it is Rohingyas....
the most difficult adventure
which in the end will not allow my presence
longer than necessary
They are in deep trouble
and I cant help much
not in person
not in my physical existence.
My soul is always with them
grieving at the sufferings they have to endure
when men cross the line of sanity.

my dearest,  i seldom cry
but thinking about them, I cant help shedding tears.
when men stop being humans, they evolve into animals.



Tuesday, August 14, 2012

A reminder

erase worries completely
about my presence
which never seems to fade
but it is meant to be most harmless
for whatever I write here
is constant reminder
to be mindful about life
and to be less hard on objectivity
because after a while
we may realise that life
is a journey full of multiplicity

I was astonished the other day
over in Rohingya region
about life being shredded to pieces
because some play along objectivity too hard
even to the point that there is no room
for sanity.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

purple, a colour



purple
a colour
to remember
because it is royal
perfecting your ambiance
in a migratory projectile
that will take you far
and will land soft
without
hurt
never injured.