Monday, January 26, 2015

We are all hero or we are not?

All of us surely wants to be a hero to somebody somewhat, somehow. 


It is so demanding. Even to the greatest person on earth, hardly realistic to be one. We are always being clouded by fairy tales, a fantasy of living a perfect life. Superman, batman, spiderman, Cicakman?

With high expectation, comes great disappointment. That might not be a life worth living.
Let me go. I don't want to be your hero.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Soul

I had a crush on language. But never get to dive in deep.

This poem by A Samad Said definitely make me remember a lot of things.


I even forget that I used to love cerpensyair and sajak and a lot of other things.

To look back of who I am 15 years back, I forgo a lot of things since.

Now?

I don't read as much, I don't draw as much, I don't design as much. I don't scribble as much. I don't even think as much.

There is not much soul left in me.