Indescribable

Have you ever felt something that..
You can't describe it after you done something,
After you finish a trip or 
Finish watching a movie,
Finish reading a book you like,
An end of experiences or things you do.

It's neither you feel sad or happy. 
The words doesn't fit sad or happy.
I've been wondering the words to use
To describe that feeling
More than fulfilled

It means.... it ends.
You can't describe it
It feels a memory that maybe i will forget or i still remember
End with its distorted memory
It's ineffable

Why God?

Why God?

I wonder why God made us not to be meant for only one person we destined to be with
Why not made only one love that would be made specially right for us.
Why we have to meet wrong person with wrong love before we can meet the right one.
Why that wrong one felt so perfectly right for us.
Why we can love more than one person we destined to be with.
Why you let us to give everything we had to the wrong one when we did not know that was wrong.

Thereafter, Why You made us feel hurt, and 

Why we have to when we barely know that is the wrong choice.
Why don't just God make us to be destined with one person so there would be no affair and misunderstand.
So we would only fight for the love of that one and feel absolute true for us.
So that we won't feel hurt, heartbroken, lost, frustrated, depressed and misunderstood.
So that each of us know the person we were going to be with.
So that we would not lost in wander of who is our lover, who we give our love to, who are going to love
Because in the end we know that one person would not be missing and always be there for each of us.

Question and Doubts

 Question and Doubts 

My doubts keep appearing
Being with you it kept reappear
Those that made my lips locked
Tighten the throat in frozen

There are some questions
I still seek answers to
Everything i have regrets
When i miss the time to ask

I bang this head of my discouraged
Regretting over things would better
If only have the courage to ask
Those questions that hold back for long
"Do you love me ?"
"Am i your true lover?"
Because those moments felt so cruelly true

How can you still keep so close to me 
While you keep close to other girls
With your hand is onto their shoulders

Along with dark secrets you keep silence to
And still able to look me with sincere eyes

Pretending to love me as your only one

It makes me doubt everything about you

Your goodness, your honesty, your ugliness
Though makes me love over and over again

It's Crazy

Hello Readers! How do you feel today?  I have been feel poemic or poemy for the past few weeks. I made several poems and still unsure to publish all. These poems act as my reflection and medicines after feel love and brokenhearted but still my mind is running wild and unable to forget. I also read several poems from Lang Leav and get inspired to make my own. You should read her books, i really love them so much, it makes several feelings of me happy, grateful, sad and crying.

It's Crazy

I always forget about things
But strangely never about you
You take up the space of mind
Though i hardly refused to

The more to deny your presence
The stronger it holds in memory
The more i am trying to forget
The more the memories echo
The more than ever
It drives me crazy
It always is...

PS: If you see this, please tell me what you think. If you like it, i will write the others, thanks :)

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