A Banana Tree I Am...

How could I love her

I have no love left in my heart

Am I too stupid

For not opening the door to my heart

It's not that I don't want to open it

but the key is lost

together with the one

who was once lived in there before

Perhaps it's true that maybe

I am destined to flourish only once in my life

Like the banane tree

Too brave and honest she is

to put her heart out

to let everybody know that

her fruit is coming out soon

the lovely banana that she worked so hard to produce

but at last

she ended up dying

after her love was taken away...

Something about Something...

There is a moment,
Where you wanted to turn the time,
Backwards to where it’s most pleased you,
Is it called greedy?
No…it isn’t,
It is desire…

There is a place,
Where you wanted to go the most,
Reminiscing your past,
Even if it means you have to leave everything,
That you now possess,
Is it called useless?
No…it isn’t,
It is hope…

There is something,
That you wanted to do the most,
Even you can’t really do it,
What do they called it?
I don’t know,
But I called it dream…

There is someone,
That you wanted to be with,
To share with,
Even once, you were heavily dampened by that someone,
Is it called stupid? Or crazy?
No…it isn’t,
It is love…