UNTITLED....i dreamt i was a ballerina

i was walking down the alley

then
i saw 4 men standing outside the entrance
stating that there's a dance competition
and they would like me to join in

they pulled my hand
i walked inside

it was a big hall
there was a big staircase going up towards the next level

in the middle of the staircase
stood a tall, poise, late 40's man
i knew he was the judge
and the 4 men says that i had to impress him

we had to impress him

i told them that i didnt know how to dance
a guy said its ok

'its in your blood...'

i sat down at the end of the staircase
and watched them dance

each of them took their turn

they were doing a contemporary dance

at the end

the same guy took my hand and ask me to dance

i just shake my head
indicating i do not know anything about dancing

he took my hand
pulled me up
lead me to the middle of the dance floor

i stood there looking at them
looking at me

suddenly
out of no where
i just race myself to the nearest wall
lift my left feet against it
and started my dance piece from there

all i can remember was

the moment
where i was in the middle of the hall
and i started spinning
slowly
round-and-round
it grew faster
and faster
i felt it in my toes
my body just felt the rush
i even could hear the loud classical song played in my head
as if the radio was just beside my ear
i felt it
it was just like i'm alive
i can feel the gravity

i was just spinning
and spinning
i didnt want to stop

then suddenly
i felt warm arms around my waist

it was a guy
among the 4
whom slowed me down
and said
'you were wonderful'
'you did well'
and he smiled

i remember how he looked
his eyes
his face
i didnt know this guy
and yet
i know him in my dreams

he just smiled
and i woke up

i woke up in the nick of time
in the nick of time to go to work

strangely
this time when i woke up

i could remember the dream
i could remember the tune
i could remember the feeling of spinning
i could remember his face

i just sat there at the end of my bedsheets

just thinking how weird the dream was

as far as weird my dreams could be

this was the weirdest so far

and yet,
it was the most beautiful among all

weird,
very weird i must say





*sometimes i dream of black cats, rivers, beach, jungle, houses, alley and many more*







yes, i am weird. my late dad says its a gift. a gift of imagination.
but sometimes i dream of bad things
nightmares
of zombies and ghost

when i was lil, my late dad used to say it's ok, everything will be alright
this is if i were to wake up form a bad dream
crying
and asking for a hug

i thought that if i grew up
none of these dreams would chase me again


it seems i was wrong



i do get nightmares sometimes

and sometimes
sweet ones too







its 2.21 in the morning.....why am i still up?




*sweet dreams are made of these, who am i to disagree*

UNTITLED...bb'ster

i open my email....



where the hell is my suga dadi when i need one

=(

argghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...............

UNTITLED...malam Jumaat

i've dreamt about u last night....

UNTITLED....and i fallin sick again

its been a while
since i've fallen sick again
really, really badly

the sort of fever
where u couldnt get up and go to the bathroom

yup, that sick

but that was not why i'm writing this post about

this post is about a dream
a dream i dream the nite i had the worst fever

my dreams are always weird ones
either i woke up in tears
or fears
or confuse

since i was little
my dad had to comfort me when i woke up crying
and he would say that it was only nightmares
nothing to be worry about

well saturday nite
was just different
i was crying myself to sleep
my body was hurting, and i felt my head was cooking like a roast beef
i suddenly remembered about my father
and i cried calling his name

ya, i know
i'm a daddy's girl,
nothing can change that fact

the next thing i know i was at a waterfall
i was surrounded by people i dunt know
but i got a feeling that they're all my family members and close frens, some how

then something happen, i couldnt remember that much
all i know that we should go away from that place
a 'thing' was coming
and its not safe to stay there no more

i didnt have enough time to escape

and then a guy came
whom i dun know him
nor remember his face
hug me all of a sudden,
and whispers something in my ear
which lead me into tears
tears of joy
and that feeling
of warm,joyfulness and full of life

he smiled and then i woke up
only to find myself hugging a pillow,
about 4.20am in the morning
with a 'feeling' that i know i will have it in the future

i fall asleep again
and when i woke up
certain segments of the dream fade away
the memories of their face
and his face
were also lost

what did he say?

*smiles*

that is for me to keep
and for you,
yes you,
to tell me





i dun know u,
but u keep poppin in my dreams
please tell me you're out there
and i am not alone

and for the time being,
i'll hold on to your words

until we meet again.

Mr Dream,
Put me to sleep
of sweet cotton skies
and green emerald eyes
In love we dream
in heart we meet
till reality kicks in,
for now,
ur words i shall keep.