Here and Now

Here was once a man in a seat
drawn into a world in his hands
with a cup of coffee resting in his accompany.

Here was once birds gathered for a 
feast of luxury and left with crumbs
of cookie and stain of tea.

Here was once where a man and a woman
smiled as they whisper sweet nothings
immersed in reminiscing loving dreams.

Here was once they exist in many moments
of a day.

Now is where the stories lay
quietly, intertwining, becoming 
a tapestry of memories
held all by this seat.

- inspired by people watching 

Haven't been writing stuffs like this for the longest time. Or perhaps haven't been people watching and feeling this surge of words coming through me this way for the longest time too. Writing has always been part of me, but it had taken a back seat since ages ago. I should say I'm surprised these words came to me today..just so naturally. I can write still. Not the best of words nor poetry, but a form of inner expressions that I always love to share. I have to thank my dearie bird too for being supportive to read through my words and tell me that they are nice. Because without that encouragement, these words would perhaps go into a closed diary and forgotten in swift. Does this mark a new beginning of my writing? Will I be able to fulfill a tiny dream of being able to share my writing to more and touch them with words? I would really love to, but meanwhile guess being able to express myself freely, taking a step at a time to free myself to love and share love is good enough. 

*Oh and another breakthrough of the day, I thought I would record it here. I actually sang a song I always wanted to sing for Bird today after singing to my computer again and again, I finally sent him my voice in an email. haha
I'm surprised by myself. Not that I sing well, but that I actually dare to record my voice singing to someone. That's the thing I would never dare to do. But I did. 
And well all because; we only live once, I'm in love, I'm grateful, I don't want to miss a chance loving:)