Saturday, September 07, 2019

Life is a Cup of Macchiato



When your kid wants to eat at Mc Donald's but you're craving for macchiato...
We compromise.

Compromise is not an act of cowardice...

For in wisdom we learn that we could win even without a war.

For the love of Eli and Coffee


Friday, September 06, 2019

Writings on the Wall



I tried reading in between the lines
But I can't see any clue.
Or was I reading too hard?
That my eyes got tired of looking for you.
So I fast forward then rewind,
Maybe I can find something behind.
But all I can see is a blind faith
Guiding me to my own fate.
I was asking for assurance,
Something to hold on to.
To give me the courage
To cross that line I drew.
But bridges burn.
And while the ember is losing that tiniest spark...
There you go igniting it again,
Yellow, red, orange in the dark.
And where can I ran to
If all the bridges lead to you.
I swear I had known love before
But I wonder why all those places felt like a rented home.
Now I know what happened all along
Because there in your heart is where I belong.
So again I asked for something to hold on.
But then He said - No, you just have to believe in me alone.



Evening Phase



A cliche says "Being alone is different from being lonely"...
While most people say they'd rather be alone than be with someone but still feels empty...
I say... I'd rather be alone with MACCHIATO.
We can find happiness anywhere...
Sometimes, its just in a cup.


Wednesday, September 04, 2019

Morning Phase III



Everybody needs an inspiration to fill in our empty lives.
While everyone says they want to have one...
I say, I want... YOU!
Naaahhhh! I got you on three!
You really thought I'm gonna say COFFEE - right!
Well I could be cheesy too...
And I bet you're tasting that saltiness in your cup of tea right now, though.

Tuesday, September 03, 2019

Watchers



Dear Time,
How could you endure yourself?
Don't you get bored proving yourself over and over?
What kind of self-fulfillment do you get when you lose one's patience?
How do you manage to overcome destiny?
How could you hurt love?
How could you heal the wound but not the pain?
How could you erase yourself but not the memories?
How could you be so fast yet so slow and so eternal?
And Time, could you tell me when?

Because it's hard to endure.
We get bored.
Soon we'll lose our patience.
We might give up our destiny.
We love and got hurt.
The wounds are closed but from time to time we still feel the pain.
We still remember and it hurts.
We forget and we hurt.
Fast or slow we're always catching up on you.
Until we can no longer catch up.
So I wish you could impart wisdom on how you do it.


Morning Phase II



Everybody needs a friend.
While most say that A dog is man's bestfriend...
Mine is COFFEE.

The Girl in the Middle



I've always believed that love is just an illusion... invented to help us get through our shitty days.
And after that, it will fly away and again, the cycle continues.
I don't believe in forevers as much as I don't believe in centaurs.
Love takes us so high so that we could fall...
For how can you fall if you ain't been up?

Oh! the art of falling!

So I learned it too good that whenever I fall... I NEVER crash...
I just land... Safe.

But you made me believe in promises even though you never even made one.
You only made me buffalo wings once and it made me fly.
You made me want to believe.
And now I want to believe that everything is true...
Even though I still have doubts...
Lots if it.
You didn't promise to stay...
But you never walked out of my life.
And I always thought that my empty chair will forever be unoccupied...
Until you came and sat beside me.
I didn't ask you to stay,
And yet, you never left me.

Call it cliche,
Call it too romantic blue...
But I feel the stars lined up for me and you.

I could paint you a thousand picture.
I could write you a thousand words.
I could give you a thousand prose to read everyday.
But how will you know that I love you?
Cause you know most of my secrets but this one for sure is new.

You are my palette in every art.
You are the sound on the tip of my fingers when I play my guitar.
You are the lense when I capture a picture.
You are the name behind my every song.

Could you be my reason to finally believe in all the unreasonable clause?
Could you make me belong finally?
Could you make me cross that line I drew a long time ago?
Could you help me finally take the risk?

To take your hand and hold it.
To touch your lips and kiss it.
To build our dreams and live it.
To look into your eyes and die in it.

Cause I'm tired of being the girl in the middle.
Being the center of attention but my eyes are set only to you.

And I hope you brought my bible with you always.
Cause I slipped my heart in one of its pages and I hope you noticed.

Monday, September 02, 2019

Morning Phase



There are some things in life we just can't live without...
While most say its Love...
I answered COFFEE.


Sunday, September 01, 2019

Lost in Autumn



It seems like she's stuck here forever
One fine day, 17th of October
And she's not sure which memory to remember
Your face, your kiss, your name
Lost in Autumn weather.