The girl who loves to sleep

Hey Sarah let's take a walk with me in the park
Come dry your tears don't be such a cry baby
let's marvel at the world and be jolly
the bed of roses waits for you in the morning glory

Hey Sarah wear the nicest smile upon your face
Dont grumble listen to the wind in the swaying trees
the one that makes the bell rings
(*harmonics)
Embrace the sunshine with the warmth of your heart

but now you lie numb in the corner of the room
eyes shut pale face in the corner of the room

I miss the days when we could catch the butterflies
dancing in the rain
Dont you feel the same way too?

Hey Sarah whisper to me in the darkest of the night
Once you are awake from your deepest dream
I'll let you listen to the music I wrote for you
Remember the one from my dad's piano

for the girl who loves to sleep
for the girl who loves to sleep

**ni bukan aku jiwang ke apa. Ni lirik lagu aku no 2. Tulis sini sbb takut lupa

Let the sun catch your cry of joy

I woke up early in my hotel room and felt incredibly happy. Recent events and good news last night really affected my mood. Though it was Saturday I felt the sudden urge to complete some of my assignment and there you go- as the Mirian sunlight showered the room through the glass window, a cup of coffee and the music playlist-I industriously worked and bothered nothing else.

The music from The Beatles amplified the happiness I felt inside- to the extent that it burst everything out of me. I endured the job with tears falling from my eyes and it was a good cry :D

Shit. I felt like dont to want to click the button "publish post" but I clicked anyway.

How to be a wise Malay?

The proper thing to do is never open up your palms when the khatib is reciting the prayer for the king(s) and his family during Jumaat.

Good king is to be cherished with respect and honour. Bad king is to be cursed with short life and stupid descendants.

Miri

I was alone in my hotel room in Miri. I dont think it is best for me to sleep as I have had it enough in my flight the whole day.
I think im going to complete the poem I constructed on a piece of paper on my way to Miri.

Tomorrow a day to endure at the client's office

Always the one

Why you are always the one who make my heart races like a stallion on the queen's course,
Why you are always the one who give me the gaze that weakens my limb-amputates me,
Why you are always the one who drag my feet back to the sea where there is no one to save me,
Why you are always the one who steal the light that beacons the way to your heart,
Why you are always the one who keep me waiting and watch while you freeze the time,

A rush of blood to the head,
Adrenaline pumping in,
You know you've got to be in my shoes,
How hard it is to be in my shoes,
When you are always the one who keep pulling the string




*with a little modification and adding the melody this is going to be another lovers anthem- or for the hopeless romantic hahaha