Selasa, 22 Januari 2019

A Scribble and A Dream (40) - Drifting Away


Drift Away

Skyscrapers high and mighty
Standing amidst the evening grey sky
Chatters all around ever so softly
Peace amidst the hustles and bustles of the city

Oh, let us fly!
Fly, drift away through this shy rainy bliss
To that green small little hill
Which beauty stays peacefully still

See, see, Painter!
It's your solitude, go and be free!
Splash around with bright vivid colors!
Rejoice, and see your rich mind explode in all its splendor!

Then close it, hide it ever so slowly.
Sealed in a big boulder, your trove of precious treasure.
A safe haven for your tired soul.
A place of rest only we would know.

Source of picture: Son Doong Cave in Vietnam (https://www.news.com.au/travel/travel-ideas/adventure/the-amazing-caves-youve-probably-missed-your-chance-to-see/news-story/ec9f1efb79a7a82a5b15421349f015b9)

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A Scribble and A Dream (39) - Walking Away, Going Forward


Walking Away, Going Forward

She had been anxious for quite a while.
For the whole 2 months, even.

Ever since her first ever team mate went his own separate ways, she had been anxious and restless. Looking back, the main problem is her own self. So private is she, so afraid is she of disturbing others, that she even find it hard to ask other people on technical work matters, and chose to keep her problems to her own limited thinking. Helping others, yet denying that she, too, is imperfect and needs help.

Until she got her first ever team mate, then she began to open up her problems to him. And then, relying on him on work discussions. She started to forgot other people that could also help her. Kinda close minded, isn't it? But that's how she is, something that she needed to work on.

After he resigned, she felt as if she's losing her stand. Add to that the fact that he is even more private and rational than her, and has also lost his trust to her due to her past mistakes. That guilty feeling that will forever haunt her feeble mind, making it swirling emotionally over and over, hardly controllable.

Until she decided to just ask what she had always wanted to ask him, fully understanding that she will never got the reply that she wanted. She has decided to give herself a closure, something that she has denied herself from having. Upon further inspection and self discovery, she realized the basic root cause: her own irrational fears, insecurity and unhealthy reliance on one person.

She then did the very thing she should have done since that day in November: deleting his contact info from her phone, but still saving it somewhere in her own private memo. That way, she won't see his profile again, even if she searched in her address book, but can still contact him if she ever needed to do so. That would be the best solution she could ever think of, for the sake of her own sanity.

After cutting that contact temporarily, she then started to remember people from her past experiences. It only took an open-minded thinking for her to recall that there are indeed some other people who will surely want to help her. And with that, her world looked as bright as ever again.

She looked up to the imaginary clear, blue sky in her inner mind.

"Good bye.
I'm finally taking my steps, walking away from you.
I know you have done that since 2 months ago.
I've failed to step forward, but not anymore.

I'm learning to brave new possibilities,
new connections that I can turn to for help.
I see old connections who have known me for a longer time.
They will surely help me find a solution to my doubts.
They are the ones who will help me as I journey forward.

I'll no longer wait on your door.
My path has awaited me.
May we meet each other again, if God ever permits.
But for now, adios."

Sayonara.

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Senin, 07 Januari 2019

A Scribble and A Dream (38) - How Are You?


How Are You?

How are you?
Are you fine?
Are you well and smiling day after day?

How are you?
I'm wondering day by day.
Missing you though I'm not supposed to.

For sometimes
When I feel a bit overwhelmed
I'll think of you
And say to myself
"What if he's here?"

My hands reached out
Searching for your name
Looking at your face
And those fingers stopped and freezed.
Over and over.

Over and over.

May someday, somehow
We can meet again
And may each of us say
"Life is good"
Tho' the sun may not shine
Every single day

May someday, somehow
We can meet again
So I can see you smiling wide
And that is enough for me.

Yeah, that will be enough for me.

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