"The sharp knife of a short life

I've had just enough time..."


- "If I Die Young" The Band Perry


I see Beauty in many things. And like the ghosts that only speak to you if you notice them, they tell me wondrous tales. With my camera and my thoughts, I captured these as faithfully as I can to share with you. And by doing so, they gave me the reasons. And though the thousand reasons may not all be sweet and some indeed bitter; they are still reasons to live. Come to think about it, that is Life, isn't it?
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Showing posts with label rest. Show all posts

Sunday, 29 April 2012

The Lament of An Old Park Bench.




I've had just enough time to...   sit on an old park bench.


Taken of this old park bench on top of Maxwell Hill that has seen better days.



I met an old park bench
Looking kind of sad
Or maybe a little mad
From the way it blenched.
When I am about to sit
It shrieked “Don’t do it!”
When I asked “Why Not?”
It said “My purpose is lost”

“I used to be happy
To do what I do best
To provide a respite,
A little rest.
But when they prefer the grass
I know my time has passed,”

I sat down gently on the dirty bench
Cradled its arm around the bend
Sat with it silently into the night
Till it was just us, and the starlight.

The next morning I went back to the park
To where the bench and me shared a spark
But the bench was nowhere to be found
Just a puddle of dew left on the ground.

______

A sea of smile and a river of tears
A flood of memories
Imagination will take me back
(Chorus)
On an Old Park Bench
Old Park Bench
Old Park Bench
Old Park Bench
A summer's night, the stars aglow
Did more than light the sky
With fortune, fantasy, and fate
We dream on an old park bench
I take your hand in my hand
You hold my soul in yours
One touch becomes eternal
When falling in love






Friday, 30 December 2011

The Rest (From Both Sides Now) - Part II.




I've had just enough time to...   look at things from both sides now.


Taken in the same small street in Jakarta.



"Look at the man. How lazy. Papa told me many men are like that. Never do well because no put in effort. Sleeping all the time. Not working. Lazy. Always poor."

"Oh, car horn. Calling. Must go. When I grow up. Papa said don’t be like that."

(please read part I)

_______ 

Tears and fears and feeling proud to say "i love you" right out loud,
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, i've looked at life that way.
But now old friends are acting strange,
they shake their heads, they say I've changed.
Something's lost but something's gained in living every day.


I've looked at life from both sides now,
From win and lose, and still somehow
It's life's illusions i recall.
I really don't know life at all.

Joni Mitchell - Both Sides Now





Wednesday, 28 December 2011

The Rest (from Both Sides Now) – Part I




I've have had just enough time to...   see a body at rest and not wonder why.


Taken in one of the small street in Jakarta.



It has been a long day. Sixteen hours and my whole body is aching. I have not had a bath and have not seen my family but the extra money will come in handy. Boy will start his schooling soon. And Indah should see a doctor for her cough.

No point going home now. Will just rest here for while and start another shift. Just a short rest. Man, I am weary…

(Watch out for the conclusion Part II)




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