私はさくらがすきです


私はさくらがすきです。I love Sakura Season, that’s the reason

I posted some photos of Sakura season 🙂

I guess some of you might like Sakura the way I do,

You will easily find these scenario during Sakura season..

The most beautiful moment you can feel cool breezes of when

can smell the morning sun, and embrace someone you love…

And.. you are somewhere, some part of 北海道

 

I wish I could be there in Sakura season… 私はさくらがすきです。

Last night dream


The past is alive if you keep it alive, I couldn’t perform better than who I am just now. I’ve been trying to transform myself to be an optimist person to always think the world positively and to love people unconditionally. The shadow of the fact is running toward me to wake me up from last night dream. I watched TV last night, which I rarely do as a hobby besides reading is writing. A song in the TV program made me realize a lot of stuff in the past where I couldn’t stand any longer for being perceived.
The FIRST PERSON, sung by a famous Khmer singer. I like her voice, she’s no longer be my top singer. I liked most of her songs. I love music to die, especially oldies classic style while Jazz happens in my heart more than romantic feeling I could ever describe. Sometimes, Hip Hop would progress my old fashion inside. But the song I was watching last night reveals me the difference I didn’t concentrate much about meaning but the singer. She dedicated her song to a Khmer Australian actress in a film that I used to admire; it was left something behind the dedication.
Well, I decided to add some of her photos, because I can’t wait to tell everyone about her,  she’s beautiful in her own way, her role is even more admirable..

I like her for many reasons,

I love her way as well as her talent.. And She’s my people.

You will like her the way I do,  in THE RED SENSE,   her first attractive cinematic Khmer accomplishment to wake you up from A long lost historical dramatic re-alive back to a sad crying night. I know it’s a movie, sad movie always make me cry..
I had to find my old collection stuff from my removable drives, I finally found some of my backup data, let’s read her in Khmer… I wish I could see her in person one day.. and I’d tell her worlds from deep down inside my soul, I’m truly impressed and admired her, she’s deserved to be a true Khmer actress to bring us pride as I’m proud to be Khmer is getting to know her
she’s the woman of my last night dream, I hope to be in reality to see her real smile and to talk the heart of Khmer people.

THE RED SENSE


Where you can find our first Khmer film as a great accomplishment of Khmer people, who I’ve admired  THE RED SENSE TimPek’s.

Let’s see how much you care about our historical Khmer re-alive as shown in the movie, spend your little time to trace where Khmer used to experience back to last memories our old generation and pay attention to where Khmer had  for 3 year 8 months 20 days in daydream as nightmare. The memories is alive… back to the movie,

the red sense url

It is all about lies


To feel a feeling
is not nothing like a seed stalk or form
Sometimes you do not even feel until after the storm
to know is like knowing
to show is nothing like showing
while life is different than living
and everything in between
sitting to feel is living alive
while standing to know is living to die
opposites attract and nothing is what it seems
while sins and dreams and meant to be redeemed
who knows how to live if rules are meant to break
and who will ever know how to love if their hearts will ache
if nothing is like itself and being is not to be
where are the rose colored glasses that teach you how to see
how do you rebel is everyone is too
how do you stand out when you haven’t got a clue
to feel a feeling is telling a lie
to know a fact is equivalent to asking why
no one knows nor will ever
no one will feel, not now, nor if ever.
it is all about lies.

My Everlasting Pages..


My Everlasting Pages..

Smiles all around,
do I look happy today?
Carefree and hopeful,
But what can I say?
Look deep into my eyes,
and see them glistening with fear,
Look even deeper;
See the pain I cannot share.
Concealed away forever,
Away from prying eyes,
Let out only in the darkness,
the darkness is where my emotion dies.
Watch the blade glistening in the light;
See it pressing against my warm skin,
Eager to stop the life goes on,
Eager to get rid of the sin.
But I’ve done it so many times,
that now it can’t take away the pain,
so, why must I continue doing this to myself,
Time and time again.
Bloody and covered with emotion,
I hide the blade away,
ready to pull it out any other day.
Cuts may heal,
Scars will fade,
The sun still sets into the sea
but feelings are stuck with you for always.
Nothing gonna stop my everlasting pages…

FAILED


FAILED

In this life, I have failed once again
the blade reeks pain in my head.
Want to go back to the ways of the old,
Where I felt nothing, but the cold
Feelings gone, because there is nothing to feel,
Nothing that is, but utter emptiness.
Want to go back and feel the pain,
After all the hard work, my will was slain
Etching designs into my skin,
No one knows the pain I’m in.
Many thoughts wonder through my head,
All of them, I picture myself dead.
Never again to see the light,
Never to see the end of night.
Pain over comes my weakened mind,
Lost my faith, and it’s no where to find.

Book of torn life


Book of torn life

As I flip among my pages
I dare not tear the already torn
But why I wonder, do I seek
A page with not a sign of worn
I flip and flip, without a doubt
In search of my beautiful page
But I am soon to discover
All my pages are destroyed by rage
I’ve gone through my sad novel
Whippy sheet by whippy sheet
Destroying all my love and joy
Because I have no place in which it will keep
The gaps that I must close
However wide they gape
Cannot be sewed shut
Or closed up with tape
I must refill them
With something so grand
That nothing can slip through them
Not even a grain of sand
Maybe the sand will come from the beach
My so lovely beach of the sunset
Or maybe it will come off of paper
But at least I know one thing for sure,
My beautiful pages will be complete,
Thus making me complete
At the beach in Sihanouk Ville
Under the morning sun
If tomorrow never comes!!!