LOVE.. according to ME.

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This Crazy Little thing Called LOVE.

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Funny isn’t it? How one thing can turn your world upside down?

It amazes me how this one heart only yearns for that one true love that is almost impossible to find.

It amazes me even more when this one heart can love so many people at once.

It amazes me how fragile we are when we are in Love.

We became stupid, unfit to face reality that stares us in the face.

We became greedy, for Love that aren’t meant for us.

We turn evil and built our happiness on top of others’ misery.

Love blinds us.

Yet, we look for it when ever, where ever…

Love is overrated.

Yet too many people still don’t know the true value of love.

A lot of people suffer from love when the only reason for love is to find peace & happiness.

Where do you base your love?

Appearance? Wealth? Or sheer Lust?

Love is meaningful, Love is meaningless…

Let not thy eyes be blinded by Love that brings thee sadness.

Let not thy fall for false pretenses of human wearing a mask of lies.

Let not thy laugh when other cries.

For love is kind, love is true, love is honest.

Love is everything good in the world.

Let’s not mar the splendor of Love with our dirty intentions.

For love is God’s greatest invention.

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—-DewiBatrishya® Original—-

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Oddity

I can't sleep

for my heart would not let me

My thoughts wander about..

silently then violently

My heart beats certain..

steadily then quickly

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I'm battling my own war

a war too often I fought

Wondering how long can I keep up

This struggle is greater than I thought

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Calm now my heart

For I will heal the sorrow

Hush now my thoughts

There will be a better tomorrow..

Originally by: DewiBatrishya®

Thanks: CAMXAVIER for the Photo!

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ESCAPISM

It’s great how the human mind works. We distinguish between realities and fantasies. Often times the reality ain’t as pretty as we’d imagine. Thus we create another world, the fantasies, for us to escape from the harshness of reality around us.

For an unfortunate person like me, there isn’t much that I can do to run away from reality of my life. Maybe for some people, the options are endless. I can only be happy for few things in life and I’m grateful for that. I’m thankful to those people who made an effort to make my world alive.

Although behind those smiles and laughter, tears and emptiness soon follows. I am trapped in my own fate. *Chuckle*

It’s funny how this is the 1^st time I ever been so honest. Maybe it’s damn hard to contain these feelings that I resort to writing poems. Not the 1^st time that I try to explain my heart content through it. They are simply pure and honest representative of my silence.

Shakespeare said, life is as brief as the candle. Ironically, that is how I see my life.

A poet expresses things through poems. It doesn’t have to make sense. It’s just sheer expression that made it unique and special. It became my truth. My escapism… from time and time again.

Like Shakespeare, maybe someday someone will solve the puzzle pieces of my life. Although I doubt anyone can do it. :)

Title: A candle.

Pretty it stood, an ornament that warms the souls of its spectators

Being an honest actress putting up outstanding performance

Behind those acts, slowly it melts away, 

slowly but surely…

It’s a fragile being.

Silently it burns itself away for the spectators to enjoy.

Behind those pains, it can only feel empty. Because that is how it was made.

Cold and empty inside.

When there is light, the wind blows and darkness consumes the room once again.

But the spectators lit it up to feel the warmth of its company.

Thus the actress dances to the rhythm of the moment.

The pain went away once again. But the emptiness continues. 

Slowly but surely…

Everyday is like a clock. Ticking itself away without stopping for a second.

It’s like running a marathon without final destination.

Maybe the end is a total darkness.

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Thanks for reading.

Now I can rest my weary soul… :)

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This.Is.Me

You know when sometimes you just feel like being yourself,

but there's someone who just don't seem to agree with the idea of that..

They don't put it into words but you can just feel it since, 

'action speaks louder than words'.

Deep in your heart, you wish you could say "fcuk off!" in their face.

But you're too polite and too poised. You know what's right and wrong.

You know that you're much better than that. 

As always, I wrote a poem that maybe, many of us can relate.

Hope that we can find strength within ourself to stand for what we believe in,

without worrying about what people might think or say.

After all, they don't live the life we have. WE DO...

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Title: This.is.me

 

 

 

 

Accept me for who I am.

For I would not ask more from you.

This is me.

You might not see me through.

Not if I don't want you to.

 

Judge me not.

For Judging is GOD's work.

HE made me this way..

The special person that I am.

 

I'm strong with many weaknesses..

I'm  Blessed with many things in life.

But cursed with many imperfections.

I'm unique in my own way.

 

I'm not asking the world to understand me.

All I ask is for the world to allow me in it's existence.

For I exist among all things living and breathing.

 

 

So, accept me for who I am.

For I would not ask more from you.

 

 

 

 

 

Originally by: DewiBatrishya®

 

:: Not Perfect. anD. Don't intenD to Be One ::

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Tears of an Angel

I flew up high..
I saw sadness & sufferings..
Children dying..
Mother’s crying
Cut & bruised.. 
Bodies are laying..


A sad soul left there to rot.
And the foul smell of blood..
Disgusting, revolting, 
Sickening, overpowering.


A thousand bullets like raining..
Metal trucks bulldozing..
Brothers and sisters are fighting..
The nightmare is never ending..
Everyone loses everything..


How can a small body contain so much pain?
Since when death became a fun game?
In the end what is there to gain?


I flew up high and I cried.. 
I Prayed to God to take all the pain and Sorrow
And I prayed for a better tomorrow
To see a glowing lights in those faces..
For a smile to resurface..


When tears are no longer visible
When fears became unfeasible
For justice and peace to be possible.






Originally by: DewiBatrishya®

24th July 2010 (Happy Birthday!)

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Where I Belong...

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So here I am. 

LIVE from our House in Shah Alam.

Alone without anyone... 

Oddly, I feel so idle.

Battling a sudden illness.... *sigh*

This headache & fever come-n-go as it wishes... 

Seriously killing me softly..

Went to the Clinic & the verdict?

"Post Exam Fever" =.='

Yeah, I guess, that could be the problem..

Just finished our exam & I haven't been eating properly.

Thus, came the Major Headache. 

(seriously think that my head was gonna explode! 

or at least, split into two)

hrmm..

The medicine? 

Pain killer for my Headache.. & Camgesic for my muscles?

well, whatever it is, it is working somehow.

Thanks Doc!

Thanks Zatie & Shaz for getting all worried..

They are cuter when they care.. hehe..

Thanks Kak Zai & her friend

for forcing me to go to the clinic when

 I barely have the energy to move.

Now?

I'm missing home..

will be going back approximately 24 hours from now.

What do I expect?

KK welcomes me with the friendliness of it's people..

The marvels of its architecture..

The beauty of its nature..

And..... 

what I need the most?

A warm hug from my mom..

The Laughs & silly bullying from my brothers..

The delicious delicacies that awaits me.

Here is

 something I wrote few days ago:

I guess I must've miss home so much.. hehe..

WARNING: This might sound cliche.. eheks.. :)

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Reach Out your hand..

Take me to the safest Place..

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Where everyone accepts me.

Where no one can hurt me.

Make me feel safe in your arms..

Hold me tight..

Hug me close..

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Sweep away my tears..

Shoo away my fears..

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Chase away the ghost.

Give me what i yearn the most..

To be in your arms again..

The Place where I feel safe the most..

Home is where I belong: DewiBatrishya®

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My Sincerest Apology

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Hear me..

I am sorry..

For abandoning you..

For forgetting you..

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It's just that.. *Sigh*

I can't be with you all the time.

Even if I want to..

I have Obligations too...

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I want to cry..

Want to scream and shout..

But for what?

Even though it breaks my heart..

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Nothing's gonna change my Love for you..

This I promise you..

That I will be there with you.

Till my last breath..

I will update you.

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Yeah, I will update you..

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*Hugs n Kisses*

Dear BLOGGY! 

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Poems by heart - Part 4

I Dedicate this piece to dear Mr.Shah Alam Shah. XD

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Oh Shah ALam Shah..

Shall I compare thee to a sauna?

where all my sweat pourin' like rain watah..

But to you, It doesn't seem to matter

You grew hotter, and hotter, and hottah..

Thanks to you, I realize i could take shower 10 times a day..

and our water bill Blew our mind away!

Even our make-ups mealts away

and my pimples happily Breaks away

Or Shah ALam shah,

Shall I compare thee to a boiler?

Where nobody seems to bother..

If I live or die dehydratah

Sometimes I think,

I might as well live under a carburetor..

Or be eaten by an aligator..

Thanks to you, I think my spirit grew stronger

even though my skin becomes sicker and sicker..

owh, my Shah alam Shah,

Shall I compare thee to an oven?

where people dont mind eatin' twenty-four-seven

Because their bodies suddenly becomes thin and even..

Even sleeping, I was like danzel in distress.

Until I undress.. Yeah, I had to undress,

Coz I don't wanna be having nightmares,

Don't wanna wake up, feeling Depressed..

I don't wanna be distasteful

But, I don't find u useful

Oh Shah Alam Shah..

I can't say its all your fault..

But complaining seems to be a cult..

& I find living under u is very difficult..

Originally, 

From the One and Only: DewiBatrishya®

*My "vocablulary" lists..  ^^

watah : water

hottah : hotter -.-

dehydratah: dehydrated

make-up : stuff we like to put on our face, 

to enhance beauty..(or so we thought..) -.-

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