Day 4: Kerdil

Tersepit, cuba menggapai,
Membeku seakan suatu kuasa merantai,
Dengan jutaan perasaan yang pelbagai,
Dan satu helaan yang longlai,

Mereka sang gergasi unggul nan teguh,
Lambang kesempurnaan dan kekuatan utuh,
Hidup tinggi nun di langit jauh,
Mana mungkin sama si kerdil di bawah,

Tunduknya kagum, jiwanya kaku,
Ditemani sepasang hati penuh cemburu,
Ingin rasanya menghilang menjadi debu,
Biar lenyap penuh akalan mengganggu,

Namun adanya dia sementara cuma,
Waktunya akan sampai untuk melangkah semula,
Yang tinggal nanti hanya sebuah cereka,
Supaya dia takkan pernah lupa,

Asal-usulnya si kerdil,
Yang pernah hidup di kalangan gergasi.


Monday (17/12/2012 @ 2147)
- Inawza Yusof


Day 3: Mirror

I didn't know who that girl was,
Masking her own pain with a beautiful charade,
Lighting up with smile as bright as the sun,
But drowning in tears when the night falls,

I didn't know who that girl was,
Standing with the others like she belongs,
Radiating sorrow in all steps she took,
Feigning a strength she never had,

I didn't know who that girl was,
For she is just a fragment of a lifetime pretence,
Turn to dust whenever the wind blows,
Forgotten with time when the rain stops,

I didn't know who that girl was,
But she is a mirror to an agonizing reality,
And when I saw her,
I saw a reflection of me,
Drowning in the exact painful lies.


Sunday (16/12/2012 @ 0007)
- Inawza Yusof

Day 2: Rain

They still fall
Though they know all too well
That nobody would be there
To catch them when they hit the ground

And when they fall
They hold no grudge
To whomever that might despises them
As they know
The coldness would always numb the pain

In tiny little drops of amusement
They would greet the world
Only to lose themselves in the colorful lies
Realizing they would soon be forgotten
In the presence of light from the eye of heaven.





Monday (12/12/2011 @ 0430)
- Inawza Yusof


Day 1 : Broken

The dark cloud is parading her sky
- with a sorrowful darkness
The wind is singing her a song
- a cold and sad song
She’s scared
She’s hurt
And she’s falling apart

 Listen
Can you hear it?
Beneath the deafening silence
Can you hear it?
The sound of her heart - breaking
The sound of her heart - dying

She’s helpless
She’s powerless
Watch her
As the fiery destruction consumed her whole
And buried her to the level of nonexistent

Yet
She is still here
 Invisible, bruised and broken
With no hope as company
With no soul as acquaintance
For she had always been alone...



Once Upon a Time
-Inawza Yusof