Cryptic Polyptych
Izmir Fariz. Some call me Izzy. Psychology graduate. Malaysian. Scribendo Cogito.
Your Beautiful Mess
Give me your beautiful mess,
leave me impressed.
Take me in your dress,
skin to be caressed,
to find the heart crest,
resting on your beating chest.
What the F-, Society?
I think it reflects a larger, concerning issue when we place celebrities on a far higher pedestal than the people who run the world. In fact, it almost seems like actors, actresses, vocalists, and models, are the ones who are actually in charge of the place.
Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t think that their charitable initiatives are going unappreciated, but I certainly wouldn’t go around making it that big of a deal. It’s quite like the expectation that rich people pay higher taxes.
You’re privileged - you can: now go do something productive what what you’ve got. You can only spend so much on a life-size figure of Buzz Lightyear.
Unless you’re Michael Jackson, and you’re singing about racism, individual betterment, and saving Planet Earth.
Take it upon yourself to improve the state of the World because you’re in a great position to do so.
And how did this all start?
When I was reading, in a Qantas inflight magazine, that their 2013 gala dinner was attended by Miranda Kerr, John Travolta, and some political leaders.
—- wait, what?
Get it right, society.
Devil
She’s a devil,
with an angel’s halo.
And I was blinded,
by her glow.
She’s a devil,
with a pitchfork.
She’ll pierce your heart,
without a thought.
And Now, You’re Alone
And tell me,
do you feel less alone,
every time your phone,
comes alive?
Taking the fear,
right out of you.
But I heard this once,
and I thought of you.
“You’re only so lonely,
and I never had a doubt.
When you belong,
you’re just a face in the crowd.”
Who Am I?
Who am I?
I am God’s creation.
I am my parents’ son.
I am my brothers’ brother.
I am my late grandparents’ grandson.
I am my aunts and uncles’ nephew.
I am my cousins’ cousin.
I am my relatives’ blood relation.
I am my friends’ friend.
I am someone’s lover.
I am Earth’s temporary resident.
I am society’s atom.
I am a boy.
I am a man.
I am only human.
Who am I?
I am everything,
and I am nothing.
There’s Nothing to Fear
It’s okay if you’re afraid.
It’s only human to be so.
But don’t you allow your fears,
to take shape in your head.
And don’t you allow it,
to conquer your heart.
Because in the end,
your fears are only dark clouds,
that will eventually,
make way for the sun.
The Eloquent Speaker of Love
It’s funny how eloquent I speak of love, when my heart’s not involved.
Advices and words of support, come out of me with such ease.
I wonder, if I even believe them myself.
white.
Like snowfall
you arrived.
Soft, tiny
melting upon landing.
You kept coming,
covering the ground around me,
making everything
white.My first time
embracing winter.
My first time
welcoming the cold.
My last time falling,
finally,
like snow covering
the ground.
It’s out!!!
This video was shot, directed and edited by me and Julian in collaboration with Yuna! We essentially filmed it all in a day. It was totally a DIY job, no lights, minimal budget and a lot of patience. I’m so glad it turned out the way it did. I never thought I’d ever do an “official” music video ever! I secretly always wanted to do it but never had the balls to say it out loud. But I had two great friends beside me to telling me I was good enough. Thank you for this Yuna and Jules, we kinda rocked it out huh? We even got a cameo by Mike Einziger!!! WHAAAAA?
Digging the tune. Digging the video. My inner Malaysian pride is bursting at the seams.
Malaysia Boleh!
Crush
Trust me, this is a crush.
Nothing less,
nothing more.
Trust me, this is a crush.
And our hearts,
aren’t made for this.
