JD54: Shadows

In those dark lanes,
You walked them through with me.
Words of concern,
No given chance to speak.

In those dark hours,
You held on and never let me go,
Simple sentences,
No given courage to say.

Voiceless to cry out what is left in my heart,
Sightless to any lanes on streets.
Songs on the playlist for the missing heart,
Music paying tributes to the dead.

No words in my heart to express my heart.
No words in my mind to express my thought.
Shadows of played scenes are all that’s left,
Is it enough to see me through the darkness until the end?
©Destiny92712

JD53: All It Takes

Sometimes, all it takes is for one to pull through,
To allow time to make it work,
To allow elements in causes to strike a balance.

At times, all it takes is for one to believe,
To allow the free will in all cells to come together,
Under unseen circumstances,
For a chemical reaction to take place.

Most of the times, all it takes, is for one to ignore the pre-set rules.
Just as how the pairing of devices worked.
During times, we have to reset for new pairing,
Or even to pair back to test which devices work best.

Half of the times, all it takes, is for one to share weakness,
To gain insight during each sharing session,
To make sure that no one is alone even if on the journey itself, one has to walk alone.
Real communication is all about sharing both the strength and the weak,
All it takes is a listening ear and a willing heart.

More often in times, all it takes is for one to take the lead,
Not to lead in rigid ways, but to find beauty or more beauty in the ways undertake.
All it takes is merely returning to shapes,
In whatever forms, each was in the beginning,
That’s all it takes.
©Destiny92712

JD52: Worth Fighting For

Tell me not, it isn’t worth fighting for.
Take me as I am because I am someone worth fighting for.
Tell me not, it isn’t worth fighting for.
Take me as I am because I am someone worth fighting for.

Tell me please, it is worth fighting for.
Take me as I am because everything I did was for you.
Tell me please, it is worth fighting for.
Take me as I am because all of me is for you.

There is Love thus it is worth fighting for,
Undying beliefs shall withstand through all falls.
There is Hope thus it is worth fighting for,
Silence speaks the possibilities even in the darkness where all is unseen.

Tell me now, Love is indeed worth fighting for.
Take me as I am for Hopes have all the possibilities.
Tell me now, Hope is the strength that we shall keep fighting for,
In all beliefs, there is more than just one thing worth fighting for.
©Destiny92712

JD50: I Miss You

Images in black and white,
Transforming into colourless by time.
An expired paid ticket burn the queue,
We were blessed to refuse.

Images turn from white to black,
Locking themselves behind the hour hand.
Witnessed by many before once upon a time even begins,
In red or blue, that’s the only taste.

Images run from black to white,
Models run from white to black.
Images can only be seen by the eyes of the beholder,
Melting the mind to gently whisper,
‘I Miss You.’
©Destiny92712

JD48: Morning Songs; Chirping

First note hits,
Before and after dawn breaks.
Some notes went unnoticed,
But it never stops them from making new melodies.

Each of them knew precisely the second they needed to be on scenes,
Taking turns to make their stories known.

Sing along with them or perhaps do a little dance,
We have to keep going in the rain or under the Sun.
Let our words become an inspiration as those beautiful morning songs,
Begin each day with a song that makes your smile to shine the entire day!
©Destiny92712

JD45: Moving Bed

Each pull or push, 
Beads of sweat flow with it. 
Most things are more cumbersome than before, 
In the eyes of my injured left wrist. 

Each attempt made, 
Conflicting emotions replayed stories. 
Struggling to keep head above different lakes, 
Dried leaves and branches are those unsaid sorries. 

Changes in the bedroom after two years, 
No farewell party was thrown to bid final goodbyes. 
Aching heart no longer bleeds with fears, 
Time released all that’s meant to fly. 

Tonight shall be new, 
Keeping only what the aching heart needs. 
Songs to dance along are now barely a few, 
Words are now carefully picked, 
On a new route in which both space and silence seem to have its own speech.  
©Destiny92712

JD44: Up Close (The Moon)

One and Only for Earth,
High or low tides 
It called to birth. 
A clock for those who 
Hunt at night, 
A spell for many to 
Rest after endless fights. 

It is up close tonight, 
Closer than any other nights.
Dressed in clear white,
I wondered to which ball
She is attending tonight. 

Peace drawn to this sight,
As we made our way 
For our dinner tonight.
©Destiny92712

Photo taken without bringing the moon closer.