Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Playlist..

The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making the music of sadness...
~ Tagore ~



Beginning to see the wonders of how music can go straight into the heart,
stirring your emotions round and round...

Which ballad was dancing happily around your jumpy heart
on the first date with your love?

The chant that was on the sideline cheering for you
when you feel really frustrated and about to give up?

The lullaby that was sitting by your bedside,
crying with your broken heart in the midnight hours?

Or the blues that sets the mood for the late night talks
watching the street lights flicker and sky changes color,
hiding the feelings of not wanting to part?

It is by fate and chance that you get connected to a song...
a type of 緣份... being in the right place and the right time...
where the song will become part of your life from that moment on...
so that whenever you hear the same tune whichever you are,
the scenery around the melody will just flash right before your eyes...
recalling the moment over and over...
(only if it was that easy...)

Lately John Mayer, 王若琳, Leona Lewis and Tanya are all having a party at my ears every night...

What's on your playlist?

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Stuck....

Starting to understand why some ppl turn into alcoholic or druggie...
(don't worry... I am not turning into one...)
cause sometimes... things just are out of your control...
but you just got to sit there and wait it out...
cause u can't do nothing about it...

Is kinda like being stuck on a highway...
with a 3 lane accident ahead... crash of a car pile...
and you are stuck in the center lane with no exit in sight...
Maybe just getting to the should lane and sleep it off...
till everything is cleaned up and over isn't too bad...


just feeling the cold whiskey on rocks circling inside my mouth...
tasting the bitterness of it...
reminding me of the past...
the memories...
the experiences...
the insomnia...
feeling the warmth flowing down the throat...
slowly leaving a trail of burning sensation...
so that I can just take a second or two off the matters on my mind...
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then find the whiskey had already been diluted without a taste to it...