I should have known
The first time you spoke
I should not have embarked
This journey of false hope
My love neglected
Spilled to the ground
I siphoned it to a cup
Mixed with grit and mud
This heart raw in trying
The grey matter sticks tight
Disappear, disappear!
I will wash it with the oncoming tide
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
A Lasting Wish
My aspiration to reach out
To reach the edge of sky
Shoot the arrow pointblank
Propelled straight to the clouds
A dream for a fulfilled life
Uncontested contentment defined
Mine is to stretch to the limit
Achieve the destiny of time
To reach the edge of sky
Shoot the arrow pointblank
Propelled straight to the clouds
A dream for a fulfilled life
Uncontested contentment defined
Mine is to stretch to the limit
Achieve the destiny of time
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Destiny's Conspiracy
Let the sea roar my want and desire.
Let the moon convey my love to you.
Let the wind carry my message of missing you.
When the sun rises in the east,
It is a reminder of the 1st time we met.
Your intense eyes etched in my memory.
How will I teach my heart not to love?
That the agony of absence I will not suffer?
That I will not care so dear?
I ask my heart to stop beating your name
I ask my eyes to stop the tears leaking at night
When the busy day ends, it hurts.
I ask myself to go about my life
The future awaits either way.
Only the All Knowing knows.
Let the moon convey my love to you.
Let the wind carry my message of missing you.
When the sun rises in the east,
It is a reminder of the 1st time we met.
Your intense eyes etched in my memory.
How will I teach my heart not to love?
That the agony of absence I will not suffer?
That I will not care so dear?
I ask my heart to stop beating your name
I ask my eyes to stop the tears leaking at night
When the busy day ends, it hurts.
I ask myself to go about my life
The future awaits either way.
Only the All Knowing knows.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Reverie
I would like to be selfish and think of what’s good for me
Selfishness born out of fear of the unknown
I would like to protect myself
That my heart would not bleed with the torn of nothingness
I would like to be selfish
Yet, where is love in there?
It’s only when I let go and not force things to happen
Even if it means there might be uncertainty looming ahead
The ringing of a distant bell signifies a start or a finish
In the bouts and darkness of misery,
There is a slit of hope that things will work out
Not only for a chance but for a lifetime
The light in the western sky starts to fade
It brings me back to my reverie
As the dark hours appear, I will meditate on one thought
In this life, happiness is measured not in scale, but of quality
Selfishness born out of fear of the unknown
I would like to protect myself
That my heart would not bleed with the torn of nothingness
I would like to be selfish
Yet, where is love in there?
It’s only when I let go and not force things to happen
Even if it means there might be uncertainty looming ahead
The ringing of a distant bell signifies a start or a finish
In the bouts and darkness of misery,
There is a slit of hope that things will work out
Not only for a chance but for a lifetime
The light in the western sky starts to fade
It brings me back to my reverie
As the dark hours appear, I will meditate on one thought
In this life, happiness is measured not in scale, but of quality
Elusive Dream
Oh, my elusive dream
Where to look for?
In the cracks of the parchment
I see the indistinct outline
Catching the fleeting haze of spark flaring
Is that dream over the sea?
Or is it on top of the mountain?
Hope it will not remain a fleeting notion
Wanting not to settle for less
Refusing to acknowledge defeat
I will go to great length
So it’ll not remain my pensive dream
Where to look for?
In the cracks of the parchment
I see the indistinct outline
Catching the fleeting haze of spark flaring
Is that dream over the sea?
Or is it on top of the mountain?
Hope it will not remain a fleeting notion
Wanting not to settle for less
Refusing to acknowledge defeat
I will go to great length
So it’ll not remain my pensive dream
More than Different
Am I different because I am from a new land?
Am I different because I look exotic?
Like an insect that metamorphosed
Like a striking blossom deep in the forest
It’s sad if you like me because I fascinate you
My interesting features assails you
Not because you have deep feelings
But because I stir your primitive soul
My being awakens your senses
Gives you a feeling of euphoria
Yet, I am more than what you perceive
More than what you realize
Am I different because I look exotic?
Like an insect that metamorphosed
Like a striking blossom deep in the forest
It’s sad if you like me because I fascinate you
My interesting features assails you
Not because you have deep feelings
But because I stir your primitive soul
My being awakens your senses
Gives you a feeling of euphoria
Yet, I am more than what you perceive
More than what you realize
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Love Luck
How will I know he is the one?
Is there a sign in his eyes?
How will I know he is right?
When his smile is untwisted and true?
In the game of love I tried my hands
At first it seems all are at my side
But the diamond luck runs out
When I drew my last card
Now it keeps me thinking
Is love a chance or a destiny?
A science of chemistry maybe?
Multiple questions assail me
In my head a waste of time
To try my luck in this dangerous game
Rational thought prowls and growls
When will it strike my heart?
Is there a sign in his eyes?
How will I know he is right?
When his smile is untwisted and true?
In the game of love I tried my hands
At first it seems all are at my side
But the diamond luck runs out
When I drew my last card
Now it keeps me thinking
Is love a chance or a destiny?
A science of chemistry maybe?
Multiple questions assail me
In my head a waste of time
To try my luck in this dangerous game
Rational thought prowls and growls
When will it strike my heart?
Hindsight
When you spare a minuscule time
Shall I say you care for me?
When statements are scant like gold
Shall I say, in your eyes I am worth it?
When every call is measured in minutes
Shall I say I am in your heart?
When your attention is sparing and I wait forever
I say to myself, is this what I want?
On hindsight, Search the world and find your soul
Seek the remnants of who you are
Stretch your massive wings
And soar into the encompassing sky.
Shall I say you care for me?
When statements are scant like gold
Shall I say, in your eyes I am worth it?
When every call is measured in minutes
Shall I say I am in your heart?
When your attention is sparing and I wait forever
I say to myself, is this what I want?
On hindsight, Search the world and find your soul
Seek the remnants of who you are
Stretch your massive wings
And soar into the encompassing sky.
Misery
At night I cry tearing my insides
Unwanted tears escape my eyes
A cruel act to set me aside
Messages sent left untied
The gods of playful fate
They give me a dose of hate
It hurts to face veracity
Undress my wings of fantasy
This case I lost
Take them to the host
Play with it if you want
I give you grant
Just leave me be
In my misery
At the end of the day
It will be my last say
Unwanted tears escape my eyes
A cruel act to set me aside
Messages sent left untied
The gods of playful fate
They give me a dose of hate
It hurts to face veracity
Undress my wings of fantasy
This case I lost
Take them to the host
Play with it if you want
I give you grant
Just leave me be
In my misery
At the end of the day
It will be my last say
Monday, April 21, 2008
Paper Trail
Talking papers arrive
Need to face beside
Scrap not for next time
Send it every time
Not easy to think
Nor easy to comprehend
A little break called for
To go home and rest
This is my task
Have to endure for a while
Comes the morrow
This will be mundane
Need to face beside
Scrap not for next time
Send it every time
Not easy to think
Nor easy to comprehend
A little break called for
To go home and rest
This is my task
Have to endure for a while
Comes the morrow
This will be mundane
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Destiny Revealed
What is my life for?
What is my purpose?
What is in store in the future?
What will I become?
Show me the way
Show me what lies ahead
I can't wait to see beyond
What my eyes can't reach.
Suddenly, I'm faced by a revelation
Amazed by the sudden answer
A tiny hope springs forth
The fate unchanged by time.
I will be patient enough
To wait until the sun appears
Until the rainbow paints
A kaleidoscope of colors in the sky.
What is my purpose?
What is in store in the future?
What will I become?
Show me the way
Show me what lies ahead
I can't wait to see beyond
What my eyes can't reach.
Suddenly, I'm faced by a revelation
Amazed by the sudden answer
A tiny hope springs forth
The fate unchanged by time.
I will be patient enough
To wait until the sun appears
Until the rainbow paints
A kaleidoscope of colors in the sky.
Beyond the Flesh
You think I am who I am
You think what you see is what it is
A shallow description of reality
The depth of me a secret
Stare in my eyes
See what is beyond
Part the cobweb of unawareness
This, this is who I am.
You think what you see is what it is
A shallow description of reality
The depth of me a secret
Stare in my eyes
See what is beyond
Part the cobweb of unawareness
This, this is who I am.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
New Beginning
I will finish this uncertainty
Like the precise cutting of the sword.
I will end this indecision
Like stopping the flow of the river.
I will not turn back and run like hell
But will go onward arrow straight
Black and white it will be
Not the gray in between
I will have the courage to do what is right
To forgo the pain and revive my soul
To stop the flow of tears
And start a trail of optimism
To the ends of the earth I will go with you
Through the shadowed path I will follow
In the deepest canyons or raging waters
I will not be afraid
This may be difficult to comprehend
To start anew and leave my past
To others it may sound absurd
Yet you are my heart
When you are at my side it gives me hope
No darkness destroys my faith
The grasp of your hand provides me strength
You are worth my sacrifice
Like the precise cutting of the sword.
I will end this indecision
Like stopping the flow of the river.
I will not turn back and run like hell
But will go onward arrow straight
Black and white it will be
Not the gray in between
I will have the courage to do what is right
To forgo the pain and revive my soul
To stop the flow of tears
And start a trail of optimism
To the ends of the earth I will go with you
Through the shadowed path I will follow
In the deepest canyons or raging waters
I will not be afraid
This may be difficult to comprehend
To start anew and leave my past
To others it may sound absurd
Yet you are my heart
When you are at my side it gives me hope
No darkness destroys my faith
The grasp of your hand provides me strength
You are worth my sacrifice
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Life Complication
Apprehension assails me, filling my heart with dread
Twisting every veins with uncertainty
My mind having second thoughts
Wanting to turn back to familiar grounds
As the summer ends
When the field grasses turn green
And the torrent of rain pours
Will you still be here?
When minutes stretch to hours
And days turn to weeks
Months become years
Will love still exist?
The risk of opening the portals of my heart
A heightened feeling of happiness
An agony when left alone
Are my actions worth the risk?
Will I consider this a blunder or learning?
Will this be a life changing experience?
In the deepest remnant of my heart,
In this life’s journey the unexpected happens
Twisting every veins with uncertainty
My mind having second thoughts
Wanting to turn back to familiar grounds
As the summer ends
When the field grasses turn green
And the torrent of rain pours
Will you still be here?
When minutes stretch to hours
And days turn to weeks
Months become years
Will love still exist?
The risk of opening the portals of my heart
A heightened feeling of happiness
An agony when left alone
Are my actions worth the risk?
Will I consider this a blunder or learning?
Will this be a life changing experience?
In the deepest remnant of my heart,
In this life’s journey the unexpected happens
Frozen Heart
Plunging on cold north ice
Artic yesterday is remembered
Bitter taste on my mouth,
Stiffening my tongue
Revive the embers inside me
Warm the icy feelings beneath
Melt the stiffness of my lips
Replace it with hot embrace
Though depression tries to settle in
Remove this dark cloud entering
The stark truth of love and pain blends
Yet, hope springs forth
Artic yesterday is remembered
Bitter taste on my mouth,
Stiffening my tongue
Revive the embers inside me
Warm the icy feelings beneath
Melt the stiffness of my lips
Replace it with hot embrace
Though depression tries to settle in
Remove this dark cloud entering
The stark truth of love and pain blends
Yet, hope springs forth
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Ghost of Remembrance
Will the ghost of the past unendingly follow you wherever you go? Will it continue to invade your senses and pierce your heart’s recesses? Two in a day, will it be more tomorrow? Dawning comprehension, mixed with denial, regret and a bit of happiness learned.
Why does it keep coming back … haunting, probing, and resting not..? Will the awareness be tamed, remembrance be forgotten?
Knowledge of emotions will continue to follow. No matter of fierce suppression will do. Words can be said in loud voice, yet the heart remains mum with its confirmation. True words can be beautifully uttered, twisted into falsehood, though what is in the soul cannot be denied. The truth within will surface and even mocks the face, tearing the masked resolve of one in yearning.
It is an utmost apology that your remembrance of me cannot release you from the past. My apologies that I gave you tormenting hurt of frustration in not doing what you should have done. My apologies that you might not forget the memories of me as long as my mind have a hold on you.
I intend not to keep you there, but somehow, I’m not ready to release you yet … How selfish of me … If I will … In my mind I pray that you will find what you are looking for … the destiny of your life. But I also pray that it will steer you away from darkness … By then I will truly free you from my mind.
Why does it keep coming back … haunting, probing, and resting not..? Will the awareness be tamed, remembrance be forgotten?
Knowledge of emotions will continue to follow. No matter of fierce suppression will do. Words can be said in loud voice, yet the heart remains mum with its confirmation. True words can be beautifully uttered, twisted into falsehood, though what is in the soul cannot be denied. The truth within will surface and even mocks the face, tearing the masked resolve of one in yearning.
It is an utmost apology that your remembrance of me cannot release you from the past. My apologies that I gave you tormenting hurt of frustration in not doing what you should have done. My apologies that you might not forget the memories of me as long as my mind have a hold on you.
I intend not to keep you there, but somehow, I’m not ready to release you yet … How selfish of me … If I will … In my mind I pray that you will find what you are looking for … the destiny of your life. But I also pray that it will steer you away from darkness … By then I will truly free you from my mind.
Reason of Goodness
Being good is a function of reason. Yet it should not just lie on the reasonableness of being good. Reason is a logical, positivistic and scientific phenomenon governed by physical and biological laws. This shows that reasoning should also include morality or moral reasoning. Hence, to be good is a realization of the kind of being we really are, a realization to be better.
If only he lived longer
If death is the permanent, irrevocable loss of everything in this life, we say that the one who died suffers the loss. It is a tragic thing for him to loose all he has – his family, his friends, his possessions and even his dreams that he can achieve – if only he lived longer.
Death is a deprivation of life, deprivation of the goodness that can be reached, may it be material things or the mere fact of achieving something good or valuable, achievements that makes life worthy ... if only he lived longer...
Death is a deprivation of life, deprivation of the goodness that can be reached, may it be material things or the mere fact of achieving something good or valuable, achievements that makes life worthy ... if only he lived longer...
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