Tuesday, September 27, 2011
NATURE SERENITY
A reflection of Earth Beauty,
that is Nature .
Imagined how Nature whispered
Faith, Strong-Spirited, Learning, Growing.
Understanding, Forgiving, Dreaming, Loving.
It seems all of this nature intended me to be.
Things were out of place,
For what i intended to be,
Bewildered, Stubborn, Sorrow, Pains.
Paranoid, Self-inflicted, Sensitive, Complicated.
It a burden to be carried,
Watching myself fall till i guess it enough.
As i grow up things changed, changed utterly.
As i hope myself to rewind back all those sweet memories,
Where all were just laughter and joy.
I guess this is just a meaningless words.
But somehow sudden light was shed,
To remind me that life should not be wasted,
But to be cherished.
Monday, September 26, 2011
IT A SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL
Aren't we all humans?
Aren't some of us have the same goal ?
Aren't we all sometimes made mistakes?
Aren't we all want to be surrounded by friends and laughter?
Aren't we all looking for something different in our life?
Aren't we all hoping for our dreams someday come true?
Aren't we all seeking for happiness?
Aren't we all have something to be afraid of ?
Aren't we all have sorrow moments?
We as humans have wanted many things and many questions in life . So in sense , it really a small world after all. .
Thursday, September 8, 2011
CHANGE is all about COURAGE
Lonely on the land I walk,
Lonely cross the sea I sail,
Lonely do these thoughts make me
Draw my blood of precious life .
Silent and confusion surrounded me ,
wishing i was able to bare this ,
Many unreasonable long days pass ,
yet im still worn out by all thoughts in my mind .
What i am , what i was and what will i be ?
judgement always circles around my life ,
yet solution for that i dont know.
For i am me, myself and I .
No ones sees what I see.
A voice in my head tells me to forget the bad and remember good .
At some point i begin to wonder .
Sometimes Im harsh on myself
It a tough world, that why she always gonna be the misguided ghost .
"Courage can be found in all areas of life, it doesn’t matter where you are and who you are.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
INSPIRED BY CHRISTIAN BAUTISTA - I WILL BE WHAT I BELIEVE
I WILL BE WHAT I BELIEVE
I aspired to be the best I can
I`m inspired to know what I`ll become
I believe there comes a time
When my star will start to shine
Even though each day in search and up hill climb
Cause I believe I can soar to the sky up high
When you`re there, you can inspire
No doubt in my mind
What you dream, you will become
Cause I believe I can climb, pass a mountain high
I`m inspired to reach to the stars
As long as I live, I will be what I believe
There`s a winding road that lies ahead
No one knows what lies beyond the bend
Though the future none can see
I will make my destiny
I can be the best in what I wanna be .
I believe there comes a time
When my star will start to shine
Even though each day in search and up hill climb
Cause I believe I can soar to the sky up high
When you`re there, you can inspire
No doubt in my mind
What you dream, you will become
Cause I believe I can climb, pass a mountain high
I`m inspired to reach to the stars
As long as I live, I will be what I believe
There`s a winding road that lies ahead
No one knows what lies beyond the bend
Though the future none can see
I will make my destiny
I can be the best in what I wanna be .
Monday, July 18, 2011
Be Thankful
Be thankful if you hear a good song,
For things will seldom out-weigh the bad.
Enjoy each good thing that comes along,
There's always things to make you sad.
It's said its best to live for today,
Then never worry about tomorrow.
It's good to have all the fun you may,
Because there'll always be time for sorrow!
Don't fret about what you can't foresee
For it can't be changed even if you try.
Just enjoy each good thing you receive .
The days you filled with pleasure.
Thank you for fond memories,
And for feelings I'll always treasure.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Bewildered Soul
Who am I
Am I a passionate child
or someone who is wicked and wild.
Am I the one with aim and mission
or someone with distorted vision.
Am I like a child who never cries
or who never tries.
Am I the one with loads of ambition
or someone trapped, full of inhibition.
Am I the one with peaceful mind
or whose soul and peace is hard to find.
Am I a passionate child
or someone who is wicked and wild.
Am I the one with aim and mission
or someone with distorted vision.
Am I like a child who never cries
or who never tries.
Am I the one with loads of ambition
or someone trapped, full of inhibition.
Am I the one with peaceful mind
or whose soul and peace is hard to find.
More bewildering, how can I show who am i if myself didnt know who am i ?
See , it even worse if i dont know how to write or express my feelings .
Do you ever feel like life wont rest,
until ur given up?
until ur given up?
Do you ever feel like all the stress
you go through is enough?
you go through is enough?
That the shattered pieces of your
heart lay still but scream and make a fuss?
O furious Wind, I am only a straw before you;heart lay still but scream and make a fuss?
How could I know where I will be blown next?
Stay close, my heart, to the one who knows your ways;
Come into the shade of the tree that allays has fresh flowers.
Don't stroll idly through the bazaar of the perfume-markers:
Stay in the shop of the sugar-seller.
If you don't find true balance, anyone can deceive you;
Anyone can trick out of a thing of straw,
And make you take it for gold
Don't squat with a bowl before every boiling pot;
In each pot on the fire you find very different things.
Not all sugar canes have sugar, not all abysses a peak;
Not all eyes possess vision, not every sea is full of pearls.
Come into the shade of the tree that allays has fresh flowers.
Don't stroll idly through the bazaar of the perfume-markers:
Stay in the shop of the sugar-seller.
If you don't find true balance, anyone can deceive you;
Anyone can trick out of a thing of straw,
And make you take it for gold
Don't squat with a bowl before every boiling pot;
In each pot on the fire you find very different things.
Not all sugar canes have sugar, not all abysses a peak;
Not all eyes possess vision, not every sea is full of pearls.
A strange passion is moving in my head.
My heart has become a bird
which searches in the sky.
Every part of me goes in different directions.
Is it really so
that the one I love is everywhere?
My heart has become a bird
which searches in the sky.
Every part of me goes in different directions.
Is it really so
that the one I love is everywhere?
HOW SHOULD THE SOUL not take wings
when from the Glory of God
It hears a sweet, kindly call:
when from the Glory of God
It hears a sweet, kindly call:
"Why are you here, soul? Arise!"
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Simplify My Life
Num 1#
Eliminate stress in your day. Create a morning routine that will influence the rest of your day in a positive manner. Benefit: More peace and calm throughout your day.
Num 2#
Say ‘yes’ less. Over extending yourself complicates your life. Learn to tell others no when you don’t want to do something. Memorize and repeat this line as needed, “No, that’s not going to work for me.” Pause for five seconds afterwards. You don’t owe anyone a reason or an excuse. If the person persists, repeat it again and pause again. After the second time, the person will get your message.
Benefit: Increased self-esteem, self-respect and more time to do what you love .
Num 3#
Want less. Learn how to love and want what you have. Instead of wanting more material things, express gratitude for your eyesight, hearing, and the ability to breathe. Instead of wanting a perfect body, appreciate the beating of your heart. Awareness increases abundance.
Benefit: The ability to recognize you have everything you need and live a more meaningful life.
Num 4#
Fill your life with people you love. Eliminate toxic relationships. If someone isn’t bringing you up they’re bringing you down. Detach and surrender the relationships that aren’t working for you. To make this transition easier silently repeat to yourself, “I bless you. I release you. I set you free. I allow you to be you and me to be me.” Benefit: Time and space for healthier, more meaningful and loving relationships.
Num 5#
Smile Always ;) =D =) ~~
Num 6# Think First Before Complain
Consider this – the next time before you complain about something, think of someone who could be in a lesser situation than what you are currently going through. And then choose not to lash out with your tongue, but to look on the brighter side of things. For example, before you say something unkind, think of someone who can’t speak. Or before you complain about the food, think of the starving in the world today. Or before you complain about your job and the intense stresses you have to bear, think about the unemployed and the disabled.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Green Lantern Give Me A Lesson .
Wow , i love green Lantern movie ;) .
Lesson Learn ?
Overcome your fears ;)
Ryan Reynolds as Hal Jordan
They are damn awesome together ;)
Thursday, June 16, 2011
ONE DAY I WILL FIND YOU
I like boys that like to smile
Laugh at themselves once in awhile
That can sit and talk for hours
Then in the morning pick me flowers
Boys that like to be very clean
That are never ever, ever mean
And can tell a witty joke
Boys that do not like to smoke.
Laugh at themselves once in awhile
That can sit and talk for hours
Then in the morning pick me flowers
Boys that like to be very clean
That are never ever, ever mean
And can tell a witty joke
Boys that do not like to smoke.
I like boys that aren't afraid of bugs,
That will always give me big warm hugs
Like to sing and play guitar,
That are happy being who they are
Boys that like to be outside
And that aren't full of pride
Boys that have an honest passion with at least a slight hint of fashion.
That will always give me big warm hugs
Like to sing and play guitar,
That are happy being who they are
Boys that like to be outside
And that aren't full of pride
Boys that have an honest passion with at least a slight hint of fashion.
I like that boys that are funny and artistic,
That are mostly optimistic
Boys that are not very lazy,
A little weird but not too crazy
Boys that arent afraid to cry,
And will always give a second try
And will try to do they're best,
I want a boy not like the rest.
That are mostly optimistic
Boys that are not very lazy,
A little weird but not too crazy
Boys that arent afraid to cry,
And will always give a second try
And will try to do they're best,
I want a boy not like the rest.
ONE DAY I WILL FIND YOU ;)
BEST KEPT AS SECRET
SILENT.NATURE.RELAX.
BEWILDERED.
DREAMING.
LOOK AT THE BRIGHT SIDE.
FREEDOM IS A STATE OF MIND OF PEACEFUL .
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Young Age . R.I.P
You left such a young age
Since you been gone
Nothing has been the same
Now ur gone forever
The memories of u will never be faded
Every moment of ur laughter , joy , will still remain in our heart.
Why couldn't u stay for a longer time?
This is for sure , maybe ur soul is at another place now , but everybody believe that u will live forever for your stunning artworks . May u rest in peace , Rion . Sincerely from someone or anyone that u know or may not know but see you before.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
TALK TO THE MOON .
God Is Painting The Sky By Karen R. Forest
The little girl said with a tear in her eye
where is the sunshine that was up in the sky?
Mama answered with an encouraging smile
Only God knows the answer my child.
God has a plan and I know for sure
Please don't feel sad, He'll send the right cure,
Suddenly the little girl giggled out loud.
As a cooling breeze blew away the darkened cloud.
There in its place appeared a rainbow so bright
it was truly an incredible, heartwarming sight,
a promise God had made a long time ago
decorated the Texas sky with a colorful glow.
Mama, she said, God is painting the sky!
Then the little girl pointed to the rainbow so high,
Mama whispered, God has special brushes to make it so large
the rainbow helps us remember who is always in charge.
The little girl reached out to take Mama's hand
As the sunshine began to cover this Texas land,
Mama always knows, the little girl thought with love
As they walked hand in hand, enjoying the rainbow above.
Touchy Broken
But for now, I'll sit here silently
Remembering all the memories we once shared.
Do i still ? i just can say letjustbefriend. It sound weird , but i just hope you find someone that will lead you and maybe to extreme level change your life ;) .
SECRET LOVE
I dreamed of a love
a love so true
and then from above
God sent you
When our eyes met
i just smile and keep silent .
My last letter may mean nothing,
if you and she are something.
I wonder if it's true.
So, what's up with precious and you?
I think you like her for sure,
that what i see but i dont know what on your mind,
Seriously i think you should be with her , she really a kind and gorgeous girl ,
Maybe for now she belongs to someone ,
but who know one day she will be with you , ps She have a crush on you , i ask her before;).
I might not know what I'm talking about,
and if so, tell me next time we come out.
I know this isn't my place,
That's messed up in my book.
If what I just said was wrong in any way,
Please tell me before the end of the day.
SINCERELY FROM DEVORAH ;)
Monday, June 13, 2011
Blank for Words
Some losses are infinite.
I keep losing myself
inside myself.
I keep trying to forget
all my fears on a dusty shelf
But they run after me
like a slave who is chained to his master.
Gripping hard,
on the past,
Left you where,
You are now.
Tonight is special
of this I'm sure now
tonight I'm found
I walk onto the stage before you
the nervous sweat,
heart sinks within
lights flash,
all calm
hear not a whisper
the time has come
the truth comes out.
tonight is special
for this here reason
i start brand new
a blank, white page
you hold the pen
i speak the truth now
you fill the page
with what I said.
tonight is special
with you, I am .
I keep losing myself
inside myself.
I keep trying to forget
all my fears on a dusty shelf
But they run after me
like a slave who is chained to his master.
Gripping hard,
on the past,
Left you where,
You are now.
Tonight is special
of this I'm sure now
tonight I'm found
I walk onto the stage before you
the nervous sweat,
heart sinks within
lights flash,
all calm
hear not a whisper
the time has come
the truth comes out.
tonight is special
for this here reason
i start brand new
a blank, white page
you hold the pen
i speak the truth now
you fill the page
with what I said.
tonight is special
with you, I am .
Friday, June 10, 2011
WORLDS OF MY MIND
The quest for perfection,
in the words I do write.
Stories from my recollection
that I'd love to recite.
Poetry in motion,
worlds you can see.
Filled with emotion
for I'm the emcee.
I open a window,
with words that I use.
Just let the wind blow
and show you my views.
When everything dies down
and the poem is complete.
I hope everyone likes it
and doesn't hit delete.
I’ll sing at Ole Opry I’ll publish some records
And maybe I’ll soon be a star
I’ll buy me Porsche I’ll build me a mansion
With jacuzzi, a pool and a bar
I’ll throw garden parties With Dolly and Kenny
And many of my Nashville friends
But should my plans flop My world will not stop
My future is still in God’s hands.
A sprinkle of wet,
a drenched garment
to stand all alone
in a clear wet glow.
To sit there in the dreary rain
and to feel the cold frozen pain,
as the heart skipped a beat,
the life begins to admit defeat.
To let suffer with so much pain
and sit in a puddle of distain.
Watch the life of glowing and gleam
wash away with the stream of the crystal glow of rain.
I am a fallen angel,
Cast out of heaven,
Wings bursting with flame,
As I fall through the sky.
I am wounded,
On the outside and within,
Too many painful memories,
Such burdens that I bare.
I am lost,
Every path I cross is wrong,
And always has been,
I've never known where to go.
He comes into my room at night after the hour of midnight
why I do not know.
he follows me every night after sun set,
although I do not see him,
or hear him yet I know he's there.
I feel a cold shill across my spine.
Why does he follow me?
Is he lonely?
Or does he like stalking people?
He is a vampire this I do know, yet I am not afraid.
He can kill me at will yet he does not.
I've seen him once he looked at me with his vampire eyes,
his face as peal as death,
his skin as cold as ice,
his eyes as red as blood,
yet there was something in his eyes I do not know what it was.
His teeth and nails as pointy as knifes which can pierce a pig with great ease.
Every night when I walk outside alone or with a friend,
I feel his eyes in my back when I look around I do not see him.
Yet I know the vampire is still there although I do not see or hear him.
I think he will still follow me and come into my room at night after the hour of death,
or he'll follow me after sunset. |IMAGINATION OF VAMPIRE GUY|
in the words I do write.
Stories from my recollection
that I'd love to recite.
Poetry in motion,
worlds you can see.
Filled with emotion
for I'm the emcee.
I open a window,
with words that I use.
Just let the wind blow
and show you my views.
When everything dies down
and the poem is complete.
I hope everyone likes it
and doesn't hit delete.
I’ll sing at Ole Opry I’ll publish some records
And maybe I’ll soon be a star
I’ll buy me Porsche I’ll build me a mansion
With jacuzzi, a pool and a bar
I’ll throw garden parties With Dolly and Kenny
And many of my Nashville friends
But should my plans flop My world will not stop
My future is still in God’s hands.
A sprinkle of wet,
a drenched garment
to stand all alone
in a clear wet glow.
To sit there in the dreary rain
and to feel the cold frozen pain,
as the heart skipped a beat,
the life begins to admit defeat.
To let suffer with so much pain
and sit in a puddle of distain.
Watch the life of glowing and gleam
wash away with the stream of the crystal glow of rain.
I am a fallen angel,
Cast out of heaven,
Wings bursting with flame,
As I fall through the sky.
I am wounded,
On the outside and within,
Too many painful memories,
Such burdens that I bare.
I am lost,
Every path I cross is wrong,
And always has been,
I've never known where to go.
He comes into my room at night after the hour of midnight
why I do not know.
he follows me every night after sun set,
although I do not see him,
or hear him yet I know he's there.
I feel a cold shill across my spine.
Why does he follow me?
Is he lonely?
Or does he like stalking people?
He is a vampire this I do know, yet I am not afraid.
He can kill me at will yet he does not.
I've seen him once he looked at me with his vampire eyes,
his face as peal as death,
his skin as cold as ice,
his eyes as red as blood,
yet there was something in his eyes I do not know what it was.
His teeth and nails as pointy as knifes which can pierce a pig with great ease.
Every night when I walk outside alone or with a friend,
I feel his eyes in my back when I look around I do not see him.
Yet I know the vampire is still there although I do not see or hear him.
I think he will still follow me and come into my room at night after the hour of death,
or he'll follow me after sunset. |IMAGINATION OF VAMPIRE GUY|
Those who seek truth and few they may be, Must journey to a cottage upon a rise with a single ray of light cast upon it. Once there Mesilla would look into their hearts with her single eye, She would feel their emotions; the passion; the fury; the love, And those who question her would feel no more, But those who look and acknowledge would see the truth in themselves and then they shall feel no more. For none can withstand the force of truth for it stands alone in might. Truth as it may be shall be known, Truth as it once was shall never be forgotten.~~~~~~~~~~~~ps copy pasted poems ^^ |
Saturday, June 4, 2011
LIFE JOURNEY
LIFE JOURNEY.
The journey of life
Life has been a mystifying journey
With every up and down
With tears and laughter
With hate and love
With stupidity and wisdom
With enemies and friends
But even in my journey of frustration
I have found a means of celebration
In my toilsome exploration to my fateful destination.
With every up and down
With tears and laughter
With hate and love
With stupidity and wisdom
With enemies and friends
But even in my journey of frustration
I have found a means of celebration
In my toilsome exploration to my fateful destination.
Tick tock, the clock goes on
Minute by minute, then hourly
Month by month then yearly
Tick tock, and in my journey
I have searched, questioned and answered
Whilst walking painfully along many paths
Sometimes requesting protection
Seeking from above immunization
When hit by obstacles in locations.
Minute by minute, then hourly
Month by month then yearly
Tick tock, and in my journey
I have searched, questioned and answered
Whilst walking painfully along many paths
Sometimes requesting protection
Seeking from above immunization
When hit by obstacles in locations.
But I am still on this journey
Shaking hands with the sad and merry
My passion for life which was once raw
Is now confined within the Almighty’s law
For life's journey itself never ends
Once you have reached the end of each road
Uplifting off your entire cloggy load
Be it in a hot summer or a winter’s cold
Behold! A new journey will unfold .
Shaking hands with the sad and merry
My passion for life which was once raw
Is now confined within the Almighty’s law
For life's journey itself never ends
Once you have reached the end of each road
Uplifting off your entire cloggy load
Be it in a hot summer or a winter’s cold
Behold! A new journey will unfold .
Friday, June 3, 2011
My THOUGHTS n My FEELINGS
Confused Again
Here I am
Confused again
I just can't take control.
Confused again
I just can't take control.
Is this some sort of dream ?
All my secret , my history .
Who knew I will end up in a place so confused
But then i woke up from dreams
To find fantasy is far from the truth .
I'm a big fan of Abraham; never break-up from Jacob
Joseph had the kind of beauty that you couldn't find in makeup
Moses was to Pharaoh what stones are to arrows
And David to Goliath was truth is to silence
Following, Solomon I'd get down too
Contrary to popular belief, Jesus is my role model too.
So peace be upon the whole crew who came to teach what we never knew
Even though few caught the groove, they never turned blue
Never confused what was true even if it was a taboo
Never came for fame or praise but to praise who they prayed to.
Joseph had the kind of beauty that you couldn't find in makeup
Moses was to Pharaoh what stones are to arrows
And David to Goliath was truth is to silence
Following, Solomon I'd get down too
Contrary to popular belief, Jesus is my role model too.
So peace be upon the whole crew who came to teach what we never knew
Even though few caught the groove, they never turned blue
Never confused what was true even if it was a taboo
Never came for fame or praise but to praise who they prayed to.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
WHAT ON MY MIND?
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
As a teenager I became unsure of hanging onto the past
of grasping the future. For the past was sure-footed,
unselfish,
unencumbered,
magical,
mythical.
But the future was clumsy
uneven,
uncharted
and
scary.
My playground became
the real
big,
bad,
wicked,
wide,
world,
where one had to put aside the
magical,
mythical,
and
encompass the uncertainty
of the future, facing it.
Through You
I see through you, and through you
My future still seems so blurry
I see through you, and through you
I still feel you, flowing through my veins
I see through you, and through you
My future keeps turning out so dim
I need you, to guide me into the light
I’ll feed you, with my dreams that haunt me in the night
One day I’ll see you, I’ll feel you, one day you’ll be a part of me
But for now I can’t see my future that still seems so blurry.
Melancholy Song
A melancholy song plays
reversing the future to the past
along a wasteland
of invisible dotted lines
filled with haunted pits
where no one should ever enter.
From a future full of promise
to a past full of uncertainty
where the weeping willow sways
under a mournful wind
as the melancholy song
drags the past to the future
so misery can rein again.
So on . I got mix feelings everyday. =)
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
As a teenager I became unsure of hanging onto the past
of grasping the future. For the past was sure-footed,
unselfish,
unencumbered,
magical,
mythical.
But the future was clumsy
uneven,
uncharted
and
scary.
My playground became
the real
big,
bad,
wicked,
wide,
world,
where one had to put aside the
magical,
mythical,
and
encompass the uncertainty
of the future, facing it.
Through You
I see through you, and through you
My future still seems so blurry
I see through you, and through you
I still feel you, flowing through my veins
I see through you, and through you
My future keeps turning out so dim
I need you, to guide me into the light
I’ll feed you, with my dreams that haunt me in the night
One day I’ll see you, I’ll feel you, one day you’ll be a part of me
But for now I can’t see my future that still seems so blurry.
Melancholy Song
A melancholy song plays
reversing the future to the past
along a wasteland
of invisible dotted lines
filled with haunted pits
where no one should ever enter.
From a future full of promise
to a past full of uncertainty
where the weeping willow sways
under a mournful wind
as the melancholy song
drags the past to the future
so misery can rein again.
So on . I got mix feelings everyday. =)
Friday, May 27, 2011
BROKEN FRIENDSHIP
A Friendship Lost
I remember the time not long ago
When we laughed and shared it all
We were the very best of friends
Or at least that’s what I thought.
When we laughed and shared it all
We were the very best of friends
Or at least that’s what I thought.
How can someone once so close
is like a stranger when u try to save something but they seems dont understand u .
I must have been lacking
I must have been wrong
I wasn’t the friend to you
That you were to me all along.
Who fault? i am not sure right now .
I must have been wrong
I wasn’t the friend to you
That you were to me all along.
Who fault? i am not sure right now .
I just sure that i gave and say what i think are right? or you think im such a pathetic?
Now there’s nothing to do
A friendship lost
Is a very sad thing
The angels weep instead of sing.
A friendship lost
Is a very sad thing
The angels weep instead of sing.
We don't always know the reason why friendships are severed, but one thing is for sure, it leaves a void in those who were part of it.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
INSPIRED BY BEYONCE - LISTEN
Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but can't complete
Listen to the sound from deep within
It's only beginning to find release
Oh, the time has come for my dreams to be heard
They will not be pushed aside and turned
Into your own all 'cause you won't
Listen
Listen, I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind
You should have known
Oh, now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own
You should have listened, there is someone here inside
Someone I thought had died so long ago
Oh, I'm screaming out and my dreams'll be heard
They will not be pushed aside on words
And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind
You should have known
Oh, now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own
You should have listened, there is someone here inside
Someone I thought had died so long ago
Oh, I'm screaming out and my dreams'll be heard
They will not be pushed aside on words
Into your own all 'cause you won't
Listen
Listen, I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind
You should have known
Oh, now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own
I don't know where I belong
But I'll be moving on
If you don't, if you won't
Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but I will complete
Oh, now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own, my own.
Listen
Listen, I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind
You should have known
Oh, now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own
I don't know where I belong
But I'll be moving on
If you don't, if you won't
Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but I will complete
Oh, now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own, my own.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
THIS IS HOW IT IS
Tear Stains On My Heart
I must have cried a million tears maybe that why i got tear stains on my heart .
Each time my I-love-yous went unrequited, It was as if I were slitting my own wrists with those stagnated words…
Each forced conversation maybe cure but maybe not .
We cannot hold on to our love much longer For this chaos has made me stronger You still hold a special place in my heart . No one can see past it Except for you and your friendship I must accept it Friends are all we are going to be For now, we'll see But if it's meant to be God will take care of everything It's not in our hands anymore He will make the final call If we are meant to be He will be the one to choose He will lead us back to each other. This one is i assumed that Joanne gave this message to her ... |
Monday, May 23, 2011
LOVE FACT
Love Facts
There is not just one, but there are many forms of love. The man who is not well may use just one word to describe how he feels.
There is not just one, but there are many forms of love. The man who is not well may use just one word to describe how he feels.
So it is with love. There are many forms of it. Those in love may feel quite similar to those whose love is of a very different type.
Actually, however, one form of love may be quite unlike another. Some forms of love are essential to successful marriage, or even to successful living. Other kinds of love are forms of selfishness.
Sometimes we love people in the same way —even our own children. We get what we want out of them, often regardless of their wishes or best interests. Sometimes young people love and want to marry, mainly because they want to get something out of the other, not because they desire their partners' good.
Yet this selfish kind of love may look and feel just like any other kind. Not all forms of love are good and sound. Some forms should be warning signals, rather than bases for marriage.
The important question is not, "Do I love him enough to marry him?" It is rather, do we feel the kind of love toward each other upon which a marriage can successfully be built?
HAVE A NICE DAY =)
Friday, May 20, 2011
FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION TO GIVE UP
IGNORE ME .
failure is not an option
No matter how you plan
there is always that possibility of a failure,
no one has control about
this necessity,
it is not an option to flunk,
you all worked hard for all those years
to earn the title and gain the trust
but not all will make it
some will have to take the bottom
of things
the failure of an endeavor
success cannot exist
without it
one cannot see God
without the
appearance of Evil
one cannot be strong
unless he had been
weak once
i cannot be divine
unless i start
from the bottom line
of my humanity,
there is always that possibility of a failure,
no one has control about
this necessity,
it is not an option to flunk,
you all worked hard for all those years
to earn the title and gain the trust
but not all will make it
some will have to take the bottom
of things
the failure of an endeavor
success cannot exist
without it
one cannot see God
without the
appearance of Evil
one cannot be strong
unless he had been
weak once
i cannot be divine
unless i start
from the bottom line
of my humanity,
if i can see clearly now
it was because i was blind for all those years.
move on, let not that failure
make you fail.
it was because i was blind for all those years.
move on, let not that failure
make you fail.
MOTIVATIONAL POEMS
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit.
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns.
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out:
Don't give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are.
It may be near when it seems so far:
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit.
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns.
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out:
Don't give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are.
It may be near when it seems so far:
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
GHOST
i cut my own hair bang. status - stun brain .
Ghost,
Did you know sometimes it frightens me .
Did you know sometimes it frightens me .
why is it me you've chosen to follow
did you like the way I look when I am sleeping
was my hair more fun to tangle
are my dreams more entertaining? do you laugh when I'm complaining that I'm all alone in my room?
did you like the way I look when I am sleeping
was my hair more fun to tangle
are my dreams more entertaining? do you laugh when I'm complaining that I'm all alone in my room?
is it enough for you to steal into my mind?
ANGEL =) ,
tell me what I am to do
but until then I'll save your side of the bed
just come and sing me to sleep .
tell me what I am to do
but until then I'll save your side of the bed
just come and sing me to sleep .
Monday, May 16, 2011
DISTRAIT
TO ME .
Too Bad
As for me,
I’ll try to make due,
With so much to prove,
Breaking hearts was never my best trait,
But you on the other hand,
Is a whole other rhyme.
With so much to prove,
Breaking hearts was never my best trait,
But you on the other hand,
Is a whole other rhyme.
Can't Do Everything
They ask what’s wrong with me,
When I’m on the edge,
When I crack with one sarcastic word said,
Then they just get angry,
Like I’m meant to be perfect or something.
When I’m on the edge,
When I crack with one sarcastic word said,
Then they just get angry,
Like I’m meant to be perfect or something.
Don’t get me wrong,
I love you all so much with all my might,
But I’m just tired of dealing with all of this all the time,
I just want my own life,
I’m tired of picking up all the slack,
When no one else give a crap,
It wouldn’t bother me so much,
But you never even take time to understand,
Why I’m so upset.
I love you all so much with all my might,
But I’m just tired of dealing with all of this all the time,
I just want my own life,
I’m tired of picking up all the slack,
When no one else give a crap,
It wouldn’t bother me so much,
But you never even take time to understand,
Why I’m so upset.
This is all I have to get this out,
I just wish I could tell them this,
Without them taking everything out on me because of this,
I hope one day they’ll just understand me when I say this
“I can’t do everything.”
I just wish I could tell them this,
Without them taking everything out on me because of this,
I hope one day they’ll just understand me when I say this
“I can’t do everything.”
Don't really Care
You don’t know what to say,
I know it’s in the back of your head,
You say “I’m confused”,
Just get over it will you?
I know it’s in the back of your head,
You say “I’m confused”,
Just get over it will you?
Short and bitter is the likeness we share,
As we question the error of this place.
It’s so funny how little I care,
I’m just tired of being a mistake,
Rather me or them,
Words fall into place,
“It shouldn’t have happened, what a mistake”.
As we question the error of this place.
It’s so funny how little I care,
I’m just tired of being a mistake,
Rather me or them,
Words fall into place,
“It shouldn’t have happened, what a mistake”.
Oh God I just hate those words.
From what I’ve seen,
I just can’t put it into words that fit,
I write it the best I can,
And put the book of pointless rhymes.
For now I'm done I just can’t get by.
From what I’ve seen,
I just can’t put it into words that fit,
I write it the best I can,
And put the book of pointless rhymes.
For now I'm done I just can’t get by.
Mixed Up Thoughts
Shooting stars,
Painful scars
Distant voices,
And bitter choices.
Painful scars
Distant voices,
And bitter choices.
But this is all beside the point,
Oh wait there never was one,
These are just some mixed up thoughts,
Just some mixed up thoughts from me,
But who gives a damn
Aww there it is,
That’s my point beneath this rhyme,
Now I'll carry on with my time.
Oh wait there never was one,
These are just some mixed up thoughts,
Just some mixed up thoughts from me,
But who gives a damn
Aww there it is,
That’s my point beneath this rhyme,
Now I'll carry on with my time.
JUST ME .
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