I always believe there is a reason why we cross paths with someone, no matter how abrupt these moments may be. Our lives are made of lengthy marathon miles full of long periods of the mundane and moments out of the ordinary seem to inject themselves in between, I think, because they were supposed to add to our growth. The people we cross paths with ignite a vast array of emotions and experiences within us- happiness, anger, inspiration, confusion, pride, embarrassment, love, loss. But eventually we are all made up of these experiences. I appreciate these moments. I ponder on the meanings that they have brought. Good or bad, I am thankful for them.After our paths have crossed and as I watch you float away, you might not have looked back but I did stand there waving you goodbye until your silhouette turned into speck and then into nothing. You may not remember me. But I will remember you. And in my mind you will always be a single perfect moment.Digital Imaging and Reflection by Zicky.aka Sirhan Haziq.

I always believe there is a reason why we cross paths with someone, no matter how abrupt these moments may be. Our lives are made of lengthy marathon miles full of long periods of the mundane and moments out of the ordinary seem to inject themselves in between, I think, because they were supposed to add to our growth. The people we cross paths with ignite a vast array of emotions and experiences within us- happiness, anger, inspiration, confusion, pride, embarrassment, love, loss. But eventually we are all made up of these experiences. I appreciate these moments. I ponder on the meanings that they have brought. Good or bad, I am thankful for them.

After our paths have crossed and as I watch you float away, you might not have looked back but I did stand there waving you goodbye until your silhouette turned into speck and then into nothing. You may not remember me. But I will remember you. And in my mind you will always be a single perfect moment.

Digital Imaging and Reflection by Zicky.
aka Sirhan Haziq.

I fixed my wings andI recollected the motionsNeeded to fly.But I forgot the windsCould wreck my flight,Blowing me out of the sky.This how the poem ends,As quietly and abruptlyAs when it began.Digital Imaging and Poetry by Zicky.aka Sirhan Haziq.

I fixed my wings and
I recollected the motions
Needed to fly.
But I forgot the winds
Could wreck my flight,
Blowing me out of the sky.

This how the poem ends,
As quietly and abruptly
As when it began.

Digital Imaging and Poetry by Zicky.
aka Sirhan Haziq.

In poetry I unmask,Good that I do.Like when the sun shines in my face-You cannot see me, only the shadowThat tugs close behind me,And no shadow has identity.I have always known I am the giverOf deeds that seek no return,Like the photon to the sunflower,Invisible, yet gives to growFor it is the natural way of life.And my natural way of lifeIs to ever outshadow expectationTo shelter all that I hold dear.So it is okay for meTo always be the giver.And in the end,No sweet words will be meant for meI think,Because I am the oneWho is meant to write themFor that is my natural way of life.Digital Imaging and Poetry by Zicky.aka Sirhan Haziq

In poetry I unmask,
Good that I do.
Like when the sun shines in my face-
You cannot see me, only the shadow
That tugs close behind me,
And no shadow has identity.

I have always known I am the giver
Of deeds that seek no return,
Like the photon to the sunflower,
Invisible, yet gives to grow
For it is the natural way of life.

And my natural way of life
Is to ever outshadow expectation
To shelter all that I hold dear.
So it is okay for me
To always be the giver.

And in the end,
No sweet words will be meant for me
I think,
Because I am the one
Who is meant to write them

For that is my natural way of life.

Digital Imaging and Poetry by Zicky.
aka Sirhan Haziq

I don’t have a a thousand followersOn Tumblr nor Instagram.But at least I’m notA nosy abysmal groupie bellend.Illustration by Zicky.

I don’t have a a thousand followers
On Tumblr nor Instagram.
But at least I’m not
A nosy abysmal groupie bellend.

Illustration by Zicky.

If it takes a spark to get a girl,Then for you I would have harnessedThe Big Bang itself.I would bathe myself with the stars,Go through a ritual of cosmic cleansingBecause who I want to be is allThat accommodates who I love.For that is the nature of my character.Doomed, or blessedTo float forever.Illustration and Poetry by Zicky.

If it takes a spark to get a girl,
Then for you I would have harnessed
The Big Bang itself.
I would bathe myself with the stars,
Go through a ritual of cosmic cleansing
Because who I want to be is all
That accommodates who I love.
For that is the nature of my character.
Doomed, or blessed
To float forever.

Illustration and Poetry by Zicky.

Moving on with the Scribbly Series, this is Dutch maestro, Arjen Robben. The dude terrorised the former world champions Spain in that 5-1 thrashing. Awesome game. Awesome player.Illustration by Zicky.

Moving on with the Scribbly Series, this is Dutch maestro, Arjen Robben. The dude terrorised the former world champions Spain in that 5-1 thrashing. Awesome game. Awesome player.

Illustration by Zicky.

Trying out a new style of drawing due to a commissioned piece I’m work on. What better way to do experiments than on the stars from the recent World Cup! Here’s James Rodriguez.Illustration by Zicky.

Trying out a new style of drawing due to a commissioned piece I’m work on. What better way to do experiments than on the stars from the recent World Cup! Here’s James Rodriguez.

Illustration by Zicky.

In another lifeWe could have seenThe many facesOf what might have been.The ones of sadness,Or ones of joy,The ones of excitement,The ones annoyed.But the one face I wanted you to see,Is the one that means the most to me.I’ve always worn it from the very start,Did you recognise the face of my honest heart?Illustration and Poetry by Zicky.

In another life
We could have seen
The many faces
Of what might have been.
The ones of sadness,
Or ones of joy,
The ones of excitement,
The ones annoyed.
But the one face I wanted you to see,
Is the one that means the most to me.
I’ve always worn it from the very start,
Did you recognise the face of my honest heart?

Illustration and Poetry by Zicky.