Personal : Digging Around

Ok , I continue where I left off the last time. Yes, sometimes it’s hard to write or be creative or you know, make something.  Maybe the mood is not in, or the train of thoughts (the creative cargo) is stalled. So I search my pc harddisk for my kinda digital notebook or idea pad. Here lies unfinished scriblings, ideas without fullfilment, angry notes and all the stuff just left hanging around.

Like this one : without a title

“You and me we’re like ice tea

You’re the ice that makes me cool

Yet you dissolved and dissapear

Leaving me here

helpless

But  I know you and I became one

You’re inside me

Now I can’t see but can only feel you

But I don’t wanna be cool,

I just want you”

Forgot when and why I wrote it. Why even i didnt bother to put it up in here??

So I kinda like, be my own critic now.

“You and me we’re like ice tea” – what the....? ice tea? (maybe its my fav drink)

“You’re the ice that makes me cool” – i think this line is so lame like kambeng face in the rain coz of course ice make things cool..right?

“You’re inside me

Now I can’t see but can only feel you” – you’re inside me or the reverse kinda sounds perverse don’t you think? :p

But i kinda like the last two lines.

But this scriblings will not be published or upload (except here) I guessed. It’s missing something. Or maybe the whole thing is lame.

Ok here’s another one :

Secret Tree

Solace is there with her

Under the shadow of the big old tree

Yup, that’s about it, where I left off..pretty much like years ago.

Anyway, I dunno about anyone else, but sometimes i write starting with a title first. I like the sound of this title. But expanding it into something (or attempting, as you can see), the idea is about a person (here its a girl), who will always go to this one big tree everytime she wants to ease her troubles. Not that this tree is a place of worship, NO,but more of a place where she can hide or feel comfortable to relax and stress things out. So she just sits there and like talking to herself or the tree (coz the tree will always hear her sorrows, or so she thinks). The tree is something she can relate to as she grows up coz the tree remained there through the years in her neighborhood although everything else is in modernization and development. So the tree at the garden is like her best friend with unconditional love.

Ok stop here. Later slater aligator maneater ..whatever. :p