~uNtitLed~~

moving, tickling...
hitting the notes, bam...bam... bam...

head bouncing with the music...
like the base drum...
hit, hit, hit...
body language, too complicated...
one glide, one jerk, one corky twitch...

sunglasses in the night club...
sweaters under the hot weather...
winter cap in mid summer...
spiking colored gloves, silver colored make up...

like little kids, jumping up and down...
like professional dancers, turn and turn around...
like couples, seducing each others...
like enemies, hitting and counteracting one another...
like old friends, shoulder to shoulder...
like forbidden love, secretive and evil...

twitch and turn, jerk and move...
fast and slow... flow and stop...
classical music with pop rock melody...
piano twinkling with DJ's spinning remix...

mixed up... let the imagination flow~~~

inspired by, 'let the drummer kick'
dance, choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 3

~bLesSeD~

in the beautiful garden...
she was wondering....
not remembering how she got there....

suddenly she saw...
a shadow... an illusion...
impossible...
yet, she wanted to believe it...

father...

he looked so healthy... and, young...
she missed him...
she thought she would cry...
all she felt was joy...

she ran towards him...
felt like the little girl again...
his little girl...
jumping, playing tricks...
like they used to be...

he'd always protected her...
just when she was going to fall,
he would grab her... held her in his hug...
warm hug...

don't go... she whispered...
picking up all the flowers...
red, blue, yellow, white...
she gave them to him...
please, stay with me...

he gave her a smile...
and the white lily...
like her name.. pure, sincere...
you have my bless...
i'll be watching you...
and no matter what happens,
just remember...
you will always be my little girl,
and i will always be there for u...

startled...
she opened her eyes...
the pillow was soaked...
and she saw,
at the window side...
a white lily..

i love you too...dad...

inspired by 'Time'
dance, choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 3
a dance choreographed in the memory of her dad~

~cHari0t~

they walked a long way...
long hard path, twisted up and down...
finally, the end is close...

smile spread on their faces...
one glance at each other, they ran towards the glory...
like victory after a long tough war...
like caged bird finally set free...
like warm sunshine after cold dark winter...

tears of joy...
embracement of happiness...
life's too short... but they survived...
too excited to say anything,
they just hugged...
patting each other,
dancing in circles...

it's not the end, they knew...
it's the beginning of a new journey...
still, they celebrated, for overcoming this obstacle together...

wait...he said...
he felt the sunlight, touching gently on his face...
eyes closed... he enjoyed the warmth...
peace... one moment of true calmness before the next run...
before they move on...

and life just keeps on running...

inspired by 'Then you look at me'
dance, choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 3

~gHosT BriD3~

a wedding day, without bless...
the bridegroom, stood alone...
no bride...

she knew, she's long gone...
but she couldn't just leave him alone...
she loved him... so much...

the way he kissed her...
the way he touched her...
the way he portrayed his love...
the way he played with his emotion...

they rejected him...
they said, she's too good to be with him....
they claimed, she deserved better one...
but who were they to say, who is good, or who is not good enough?

he loved her... he felt her...
he made her smile again when she felt blue...
he whispered to her, happy words...
he brought the ups and downs into her life...
until the last moment...

she would kneel herself down...
just to be with him...
she would do anything...
to know him better...

destiny tore them apart...
but she'd be waiting,
guarding him by his side...
blessing him with her might...
and one day, when they will meet again,
she will, eventually,
be
his bride...

inspired by 'Beautiful'
dance, choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 4

~stRanG3r~

he walked alone...
in the path, of uncertainty...
she walked alone...
in the road, of insecurity...

side to side, the roads moved on...
they'd never seen each other...
eyes on the black dark ways...
so far upon, nothing could be foreseen...

until this moment...
a meteor glided across the sky...
wishes they made...
along the tail of the burning star,
their eyes met...

one, two, three, four, five....
i'm faster than him...
i'm faster than her...
i have more than he has...
i have more than she has...
i'm better... he thought...
i'm better... she thought...

and the roads came to a cross...
chemistry happened...
hands over hands, legs upon legs...
they avoided each other, attacked each other...
trying to know each other...
trying to understand each other...

and then...for no reason...
he would hold her if she fell...
she would calm him down, if he got upset...
he would sit with her if she's sad...
she would be with him if he needed someone...

until one day... they realised...
their wishes, casted to the burning star...
found them... when their eyes first met each others'

they walked along... together...
on the road.. of no regret...

inspired by 'hometown glory'
dance choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 4

~bedTime sWe3tHeaRt~

startled... he sat up on the bed...
he never realised, when he fell asleep...
rain trickled down the window...
like little crystal, reflecting the street lights, and the traffics...

it's been three weeks, one day, thirdty-four minutes and twelve seconds...
she was not there... for this long time...
he missed her... her warm hands on his back,
her long fingers, playing with his hair,
her soothing voice, whispering in his ear...
her vibrant eyes, looking into his...

he smiled, thinking of her sweet smile, and soft long hair...
then sad, she was no longer there...
his hand reached out...he thought he saw her smile again...
illusions...
things happened too quickly... he never foresaw this coming...
it broke his heart... so deep, so painful...
and thus, he was alone in the bed...

cold, lonely... he wished she'll be there...
just like before, when he would slowly glide into the bed,
when she was asleep...
and caressed her hair, and said, 'i love you...'
and she would turn over, and hug him...
and with the sweetest innocent smile,
open her eyes, and said, 'i love you too'...

love, too far to pursue..
too hard to hold on to...
he wished he would be in dream...
at least, he won't feel the pain that hurting..
the loneliness that suffocating...

it's only he, again, another night...
wishing...

inspired by 'dreaming with a broken heart'
dance choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 4

~tHe pRay3r~

they sat, in the dark...
one against another...
huddling each others' shivering bodies...

the war was so close to them...
they could hear the explosion, like a dull thump on the earth...
all the men were summoned to the front line,
to protect their country, their families, their love ones...
and they, they were those left behind...
helpless, shattered, cold...

the kids were sound asleep beside the warm fire...
but they, they dare not close their eyes...
too worried to sleep,
too scared to lie down...
too shocked to believe that this was happening...
too helpless to do anything for anyone, including themselves...

thus, they gathered at the small hut,
by the side of house, where the kids lied...
holding one firm believe...
one strong will...
one deep love...
they prayed...

dear maria...
bless us all, bless our beloved ones...
bless our children, to have a better tomorrow...
bless our husbands, brothers, sons, who fight for us...
amen..... amen....

again and again they repeated those words...
like a incantation, filling the atmosphere above...
the sky suddenly was clear...
no wind, no cloud... no smoke...
hope is here, they whispered...
miracle is here, they thought...

and so they thought...

... ...

the army marched by...
one of them were crying...
a young man, silently, wishing...
'may you live happily, peacefully, in the other side...
i love you...'

inspired by, 'ave maria'
dance choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 4

~L0sT~~

so

fear, anxious, upset, lost...
hid behind the face,
stiff, emotionless, defensive...

slowly, hands reached out... they searched for the others...
for support, for help, for relieve...
for being lost in the hustle-bustle world...
for being swallowed by the current of globalization...
for trying to be a part of the fast-growing society...

lost, in this world...
lost, in the direction...
lost, in what had been the dream they dreamed of...
lost, in the passion of what they once had...

tried to stand out, but the gravity was too strong...
the struggle to hard to fight,
the current to strong to go against...
like a fish in a big herd, having no chance to prove,
that it can be different...

so they stood, holding hands...
pushing each other up and up...
n withhold each other, when they fell...
moving in one direction...
like roman spartans, fighting against thousands of Persian army...

they fought...

and the spotlight shined upon....

found...

inspired by, 'hide and seek'
dance choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 2

~tHe stRuGgle~

it all started with a sparkle...
like a twinkle, shining in the utmost darkness...
it started to move, like a perfect dancing puppet, moving rapidly on the ground...
like a ghost, gliding through space and space, searching for an unknown target...

then, spread out...
one thought, to another...
like an action potential, passing rapidly from one neuron to another...
like a fire source, igniting the wire to multiple microbombs,
located all over the corners...
like stars, appearing after dusk, one by one, lighting up the dark blue sky...

and 'splash.....'
a unition formed...
one to another, they started to link together...
positive to negative, white to black,
hot to cold, and man to woman...

then they separated again, moving around...
and fused again...
like a big virtuous cycle...
like a tremendous tornado, swirling in the vast universe...
a current, going in so deep, and burst out into the sky...

they supported each others, fought with each others...
like a big fusion of everything...
confused, yet understood; denied, yet accepted...

suddenly, everything was clear...
he stood out.... and the lights deemed down....
the struggle was over...

and he moved on...

inspired by, 'the moment i said it'
dance choreographed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance season 3

~tHe c0LLectoR~

She sat in the dark… cold, wet…

No one cared where she was…

Alone, the smiley face was dirty, disfigured…

It’s like a curse.. they are to be smiling forever,

Even if the heart is breaking down,

Even if tears are running, pouring, shattering deep down in the soul…

And then, they came…

Knocking… like a magic wand…

Suddenly, she could move. But she didn’t want to…

For she knew, that, is the collector…

The ultimate fate, of unwanted toys, of ignored souls, of abandoned heart…

For she knew, that, moving means, she no longer has any purpose in this world

This beautiful, enchanting, world, with the person she loved, and still loves…

She heard them, getting closer…

No…she whispered…

Such a beautiful voice, she realized…

No…

He came… dark in the eyes… so deep… you can’t feel anything…

So suffocating, it’s like, drowning in the swarm… every single struggle, makes you sink even more…

Come with me…. Deep voice, and a lot of noises, from broken toys behind him…

Why… why can’t you take me… she cried…

Why did you leave me…

Raindrops… tears… she never knew she can have tears…

Why...

A sway of the stick, she stood up, like an uncontrolled puppet..

She moved clumsily, with distorted arms and legs…

Towards the collector, his followers, and the toys….

They were screaming, yelling…some laughing… some stared at her… like a hungry hawk onto the dying lamb…

She couldn’t fight it…

Slowly…the pink dress turned into grey…

Blond hair became black…

Blue eyes became lifeless…

Everything is black, white and grey…

She’s no longer smiling…

Everything has been forgotten…

She’s never been cleaner, even cleaner than when she just got unpacked…

She’s one of them now….

And thus, they went on…

To another broken heart, another forgotten soul….

inspired by, 'the dance'

dance choregraphed by Mia Michael, so you think you can dance, season 4