Impostor Syndrome

Never enough 

Like having one packet of instant noodle 

a five minutes snooze button  

one more episode before I sleep

the last song after 3 hour karaoke 

I am never enough 

Not smart enough

Not pretty enough 

Not diligent enough

Not brave enough

Not poise enough 

Not rich enough 

Not happy enough 

Not sad enough 

Never enough. 

But then, they said 

“I love you”

To this lacking me

They really do. 

I may never feel I am enough 

But they think I’m enough 

Like a packet of instant noodle 

Enough; till I have enough money 

To buy rice again. 

Place to dwell

  Hi! my post today basically also one of my oldest poem (wrote it last year if I'm not mistaken). It's actually about homesickness (I think..) of a person whom lost his/her motherland. Well, you might be familiar with the term "home is where the heart is" and this is based on that idea.

Possessiveness

  So This this gonna be my first poem in 2014.. :finally:  And compared to my own poem before, this time I'll published the 5 last piece for "broken heart" compilation (well u know, that broken-heart words in every 3rd stanza, 2nd line). Also, I'll stop putting pictures on top of my poem (since I suffered hand injuries, I think I should stop drawing for a lil' while.)

After The long Journey..

okaerinasai.. (=_=;;; )
This will be my first post in 2013.. prolly the last..?
well, I didn't ditch my all my poem in the bin.. it's still locked inside.
I will definitely start posting again. cos' there're still many unpublished work 
dat I feel ssssoooo lazy to post it. heh

hmm, well.. maybe I'll also start commenting on the next piece 
dat I'm gonna post also, so dat the words will get through.. hahah

Conceal

Opened oak-door marking the beginning
  Footsteps of triumphs echoing 
Melodies wrapped the red carpet 
  Inviting gesture to the fools muppet 

     ‘Rise up the curtain’ she yells 
       Scent of enchanting spells
     Dance with intoxicating drug 
       Trapped by a sweet kissing bug

Sly violins crying dangerous Cantabile 
  Strangled with keyboard’s liar
Laugh my friends, cover those broken heart 
  Don’t let your mask fall apart 

     Masquerade ball the shadow of life
       Wears a smile while holding a knife 
     Darkness lurks, the main dish is coming 
       Closed oak-door marking the ending 

Patience...

Alone... lying on tiled balcony
  Cold winds passing in monotony
Staring bluntly on the night sky
  Unnoticed stars; tears clouded my eyes


     Dark clouds hide the deformed moon
       Chained heart, darkness started to loom
     Blasting earphone is my faithful friend
       Echoing song that I can't even comprehend


Helpless... stuck in endless metamorphosis
  Drown in Illusion River of oasis
Collects this shattered ambition broken heart 
  Dried this cold tears and restart


     It's so loud as it's driving me crazy
       Memories blurred as my sight grew hazy
     How can I fly if my wings were burned down?
       Swallowing patience before I breakdown








     

Country Of Desire...

Distorted visions, hand watch's fogged by vapour
  Ticking sound echoes as time started to decolour
I struggle to stand against this gravity's tension
  Continued to exist in this decayed society's dimension


     Scream, scream, scream
       Defying the urge that creeps on my skin's seam
     The world's still spinning as I restrain my vomit
        Grasping my fear ; I'm already near my limit


I plugged my ears tightly but I still hear their sneer
  Conversing wrongdoing while mound it in the gazetteer
Blade cutting through  this bloodless broken heart  
  Carving beautiful wound... rare works of fine art


     They burn down the hanging suicide of desolation
       Leaving the poverty in deep humiliation
     If you wanna survive, you gotta behave like a beast
       Cos' this is the country where Devils gathered for feast