Tales of the Haunted Chamber (Part 1):The Fall of 1935

 Forgive me for my littlest crimes,

For falling for you for another first times.

That was when I finally made it to Shanghai.

It was the fall of 1935.

And I believed your every sincerest lies.

For you believed it like it was the truth in your frame of mind.

But like every Haunted Chambers playing tricks with rhymes.

I am trapped in your totem and it was fine.

But all the truth behind the lies shall be remembered.

And all I could do is run away and be shattered.

Your little wolf came with a price in another life paralleled.

I was the present you just can't be with at that moment.

In the fall of 1935

You tossed a coin and you saved a life.

And in decades of haunting fragments of diamonds in every  graphites.

I am in the mindscape of the astral plane in the fall of 1935.

Footnotes:

The Tales of the Haunted Chamber is a trilogy poetry that I wrote from the hearts of 3 characters who met each other in 3 different years and circumstances that made each of them decide for a moment and regretted for the rest of their lives.

Unrequited love, a forgotten lover, and a love that got away, respectively. All inspired by the prequel poetry about The Better Man.

Been obsessing with this song again lately...

Though I've been a fan since the released of the first single - The Blower's Daughter.

Color Me In

(Damien Rice)

Well, I tried to repress it and I carried it's crown

I reached out to undress it and love let me down

Love let me down

So I tried to erase it, but the ink bled right through

Almost drove myself crazy and these words led to you

And all these useless dreams of living alone

Like a dog-less bone

So come let me love you

Come let me love you

And then, colour me in

Well, I tried to control it and cover it up

I reached out to console it, it was never enough

Never enough

So I tried to forget it, it was all part of the show

Told myself I'd regret it, but what do I know

About all these useless dreams of living alone

Like a dog-less bone

So come let me love you

Come let me love you

And then, colour me in

Come let me love you

Come let me take this through the end

Of all these useless dreams of living

All these useless dreams

All these useless dreams of living

All these, oh, no

So come let me love you

Come let me love you

Come let me love you

Come let me in

To Always and Forever

Allow me to indulge in a little amusing story

Of your long centuries of histories.

A coffee with lightnings and thunders.

That in the parallel universe

We may be blessed instead of cursed.

For you ransacked my thoughts

And took my heart as the ransom.

But where you left it

Is my Always and Forever.

A prison.

A compulsion.

Like a poetry in every emotions,

Mosaicly embossed on a wall of pains.

I am watching myself change,

But holding on to one thing...

My always and forever.

And when all the darkest of wounds melt away,

Secrets spilled and covered with clay.

Until our hearts are safe,

I will remember you again.

My Always and Forever.

Footnotes:

Inspired by E.M.

The better man in the story

Of the Chamber Series I wrote.

E.M. is a fictional character from another story that I encountered and inspired me to write my own fiction revolving around his story in the year 1933. But dates other than that has been changed to create another set of, in my thoughts, a set of a paralleled universe. 

But what ever parallel as it may seem,

The inevitable will always and forever will still happen.

Rented Home

So you say "no strings attached",

You cut off those strings 

But you saved the treads - what's that?

It feels like I'm stuck in here,

Drinking my 8th glass of beer,

I'm dreaming for tomorrow,

And you're living in the past - how's that?

But I love you

And you're teaching me how to hold on.

To something that's not mine.

And I need you. 

But I don't know where I belong to.

Cause you seemed like a rented home.

Like a rented home.

Oh! how I love your yellow cap. 

You always wear it on sunny days & rainy ones.

And oh! where's the red one,

You also wear it when you swing your mood out of time.

And I've got the pain of a blue-eyed angel.

And you're the yellow freaky green-eyed monster.

You're strong enough but you chose to run - why?

And I'm telling you now

How you get into my nerve but I like it somehow. 

How you made me shiver on a hot sunny day.

And how you paint rainbows in the middle of the night.

It's amazing how you simply fade away!

So I'm stuck in here. 

Finishing this glass of beer. You're here but I feel all alone.

Cause with you, this place feels like a rented home.

Footnotes:

Written Circa'02. 

Supposed to be part of an entry for a script play but was remained unfinished.

And the yellow and red cap was inspired by a classmate from algebra class. 😁

Mist on the Window

If you're screaming so loud but nobody hears you ...

Then maybe...

You're alone.

That 90's Band

All for the L♥️ve...

Of Music...

And Coffee.

And I'm getting a bit nostalgic since I've been a fan since highschool.

And probably almost all kids who grew up in the 90's could sing along with their tunes...

Nananana nanana nananana...

 Most people are so good in taking all their Privileges without a single ounce of Responsibility.

 If only ears could see... then we'll realize that what we hear is different from what really happened.

After the Rain

There is something beautiful after the rain.

Maybe the scent...

The petrichor that lingers after the waters from heaven touched the earth.

Or maybe the colors...

The blue and gray that defies the yellow.

Or maybe those little drops...

That still holding on to something, defying the fall, until they just become mist, never touching the ground.

Aligned

Maybe, all our stars are already aligned...

We just have to find the right angle

To finally realize it.

Circa'08

 Your face is a portrait of a thousand and grandeur. 

Your beauty too amazing to behold.

In my mind, there hangs your picture,

Like graffiti on every wall.

I stand taller than those tender sequoias.

As the lark sings her sweetest symphony.

The moment God answered my little mantras,

That you'll be mine for eternity.

But the creatures in heavens & even those beneath the oceans,

Got caught up by your magnificent beauty. 

The angels adore you and even the devils soar up to the fiery sun.

Not one could stand the moment they lay their eyes on you.

Blame me with these angst I keep. 

Whenever you pass by & they look your way.

Blame me if I've fallen so deep.

The knight, the tales, so it is to say.

Footnotes:

Written sometime around 2008. I can't remember the exact inspiration behind this piece. But I do recall I was thinking to title it - To My Knight, which I changed because I also find it too boring and too corny at that time. Then I forgot about this poetry, that I even didn't have got a title for it until I saw it again in my old notebook today. So I just called it Circa'08.

Dusk

There is something so special to me in the dusk.

The cool breeze of the twilight.

The beautiful colours of the sunset.

The serenity of just looking out through your window

And see the captivating scenery.

This is happiness.

And what makes of happiness is actually the fleeting moment you're in it.

Like every dusk of the day.

You'll have to wait for it.

And when it is done, 

You will wait for it again tomorrow.

But those perfect moments in everyday lives is what is important.

Because for that precious moment

You're smiling.

You're happy.

And with that you know

You have something to be thankful for

Before you sleep tonight.

And you have something to look forward to

For the next day.

Happiness is most often

Are the simplest things in life.

Those moments when you can talk to yourself and realize that you finally found your place.

Those moments when you finally in good terms with your life

And you're at peace with yourself.

When you know your purpose.

That is happiness.

And every dusk of the day

I found my happiness.

I know my purpose.

I am at peace.

But you were not Right...

And so I left.

Land With Me

Fly to the Sky,

Let me touch the rainbow

Just by looking through your eyes.

Then make me blind.

Fly with me,

Let me hold your hand 

And see how far we could reach,

Then fly away.

But if the pieces fall apart,

Let them land to where they are meant to be.

It is how it should be.

But if everything crashes...

Just Land with me.

Dream with me.

Through the years till forever we reach.

As the puzzles gone & lost,

Then Fall with me.

(In the afterglow).

But if the pieces fall apart,

Let them land to where they are meant to be.

It is how it should be.

But if everything crashes...

Just Land with me.

Endlessly

 Time, they say, heals all wounds.

But time, I say, wrecks all things soon.

Time could make clay into a stone.

Could time make a heart numb to the bone?

Time passed by will go 

And be gone unnoticed.

But time leaves you olden with memories. 

How long is time for someone waiting for eternity?

Will forever be in vain for thee?

Love & time, if thou wilt make war,

How will it last when it has gone so far?

And just who will gain victory? 

Just who will gain victory?

Oh! time I say is the greatest weapon.

And love I say is the greatest warrior. 

Time is forever, how could it end? 

Love is immortal, how could it die with the end?

Oh! love & time if thou wilt make war,

Just who will gain victory?

So I say...

Love and time...

Just go in peace.

Beautiful Nightmare

I WAS DROWNED BY THE CROWD AND EVERY FACE LOOKS LIKE YOU.

I WAS SCREAMING SO LOUD

AND THEY'RE SCREAMING YOUR NAME TOO.

WHEN FAIRYTALES END LIKE A TRAGIC MOVIE

IT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD, 

IT DOESN'T SOUND COOL TO ME.

WHEN HAPPINESS IS NOT ABOUT SUNSHINE

THEN I'LL DANCE IN STORM, I'LL DANCE IN STORM WITH YOU.

LET THE THUNDER BE MY MUSIC, 

AND THE LIGHTNING BE MY SPOTLIGHT.

WHEN THE STRONG WIND CARRY ME INTO A PLACE

FULL  OF MONSTERS,

ITS OK, I DON'T CARE,

YOU WILL BE MY BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE.

AND WHEN THE SUN RISE

I WON'T DARE OPEN му ечES.

I'LL STAY IN THE NIGHT

YOU ARE THE MOON IN MY STARRY SKY.

WHEN FAIRYTALES END LIKE A TRAGIC MOVIE

IT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD, 

IT DOESN'T SOUND COOL TO ME.

WHEN HAPPINESS IS NOT ABOUT SUNSHINE

THEN I'LL DANCE IN STORM, I'LL DANCE IN STORM WITH YOU.

LET THE THUNDER BE MY MUSIC, 

AND THE LIGHTNING BE MY SPOTLIGHT.

WHEN THE STRONG WIND CARRY ME INTO A PLACE

FULL  OF MONSTERS,

ITS OK, I DON'T CARE,

YOU WILL BE MY BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE.

CAUSE YOU SAID 

"I'LL HOLD YOUR HAND IN OUR BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE."

Footnotes:

I wrote this song Circa'09, when my life was still crazy-beautiful.

Back when my writing methods were still too historically framed and too young to be poignant.

Back when my words were still too innocent to be broken.

Back when my heart was too red to be bitter and too naive to not believe.

Back when my life was still too young to know everything that I used to think I can do just anything.

Back when youth was still my pride...

And... now with age comes wisdom, and I know there are still so much to learn.

For the love of Pesto

Garlic Pesto Pasta

😋😋😋

If you would ask me what makes a good pasta...

It is always the oil. 😶

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