The Pieces

A story of revival.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

#5 little fellow

Poor little fellow,
dreaming of a great, wonderful rainbow,
to show herself in the dark and cloudy night,
to smile over the gloomy moonlight.

Poor little fellow,
knowing the rainbow, only a shadow.
Nothing left,
and he lost himself.

(Read in Malay version)

Monday, April 18, 2011

#4 the grave

The Dying Dreamer,
had lost his wonderful dream.
He dug his own grave. Deeper.
And buried himself along with the dream.

(Read in Malay version)

Monday, March 21, 2011

#3 raindrops

Close your eyes,
and lend your ears.
Let the sky,
drops her tears.

(Read in Malay version)

Saturday, March 19, 2011

#2 the kids, who painted smile on his face

It's all about the kids.
Who painted smile on his face.

After all things happened,
he has lost his hope,
his breath,
his sunshine.

He was suffered enough,
emotionally suffered.
Without the sun,
without his smile.

And the kids,
who painted smile on his face,
are all about the reason,
he keep survives.

(Read in Malay version)

Friday, March 18, 2011

#1 the ship

He used to be a great sailor, 
who sailed alone in the wide open sea,
under the great shining night sky,
with his lovely little ship.

One night, everything changed. 
The stars in the sky,
who were always guided his journey,
slowly dissolved,
and their shines all disappeared, 
gradually disappeared.

He had lost his guide.
He had lost his way.
He had lost his strength, 
to keep standing like before.
To keep sailing in the wide open sea.

The ship danced alone,
in the dark and cloudy night.
Without her skipper,
in the wavy blue sea.

(Read in Malay version)