A sense of peace
A sense of calm
A sense of liberation
A sense of invigoration
A coolness in the air
A brightness that never ensnares
An epitome of enlightenment
An ideology of never-ending fulfillment
A happiness exemplifying luminosity
A perspective glorifying incredibility
An angle of view most illuminating
An aspect of life most perplexing
This feeling of ambiguity
A feeling so strange
No sense of alignment
Yet a sense of abstract total bliss
My life, I am amazed by its maze
Twists and turns highly unexpected
Periods of highs and lows lowly predicted
Yet a sense of euphoria never anticipated
My life, a bundle of mess
Within the mess, did I discover great joy
The messier it got, the merrier I got
For within the mess, did I discover great gratitude
Life is a jumble tumble bo bundle of a puddle
But life is also a whoopty dhoopty bo boopty of a bubble!
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Sunday, December 27, 2015
Saturday, October 24, 2015
The Triangle of Forbidden Love
PART I
It
was a cold and rainy night
Deep inside myself I knew it wasn't right
I was falling for a woman who was forbidden for me
Her heart belonged to my friend yet she had my heart's key
The night storm’s treachery was becoming tempestuous
And my heart was becoming ridden with restlessness
From our tender, teasing touches I was closing in on my betrayal
And so I committed the distasteful deed that was most disgraceful
As the God-forsaken gale began to climax to its peak
My diligent mind's discipline was becoming weak
My sensitive soul screaming out the poisons of that demonic deed
But my physical body caved in and did not succeed.
The squall began to end
My mind began to resent
My soul began to weep
And my body wanted to forever sleep
Deep inside myself I knew it wasn't right
I was falling for a woman who was forbidden for me
Her heart belonged to my friend yet she had my heart's key
The night storm’s treachery was becoming tempestuous
And my heart was becoming ridden with restlessness
From our tender, teasing touches I was closing in on my betrayal
And so I committed the distasteful deed that was most disgraceful
As the God-forsaken gale began to climax to its peak
My diligent mind's discipline was becoming weak
My sensitive soul screaming out the poisons of that demonic deed
But my physical body caved in and did not succeed.
The squall began to end
My mind began to resent
My soul began to weep
And my body wanted to forever sleep
I looked at her and she looked at me
We knew, for our desires, we paid a
hefty fee
I could not bear to undertake this
trying toll
I felt my disheartened heart of
change into a crooked cold coal
I parted from the one with whom I committed
treason of friendship
I found myself staring at Death,
looming over the edge of Life’s ship
And so, there was only one thing
left to do
To my life, I say adieu…
PART
II
My primal instincts were
overpowering my mind
My libido made all reasoning blind
Thus I satiated my lust with another
man
My desire was fulfilled by my
husband’s best man
I ensnared him that cold and rainy
night when he was weak
His love had recently left him and
his life was bleak
A sly smile here, a harmful hug
there
A cuckold kiss here, and there,
began the one night affair
As the storm came to an end so did
the deed
I realized the sin I had committed,
thus my heart began to bleed
He bled with me as we realized the
Devil’s deed that we carry
The sun began to rise, its rays exposing
the sin we desperately tried to bury
The sin was too much for us to bear
Even God could not forgive us through
our unforgiving prayer
Our desires exposed us naked
Just like Adam and Eve in the Garden
before they were ousted
Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Our hardened hearts had bled dry;
our treacherous tears have all dried
Emotions emptied out; satiated sin
in
No sensible soul remained deep
within
And so, I parted from the one with
whom I committed treason of marriage
I found myself staring at Death,
looming over the edge of Life’s ridge
And so, there was only one thing
left to do
To my
life, I say adieu…
PART III
Oh my
Love, the day I set my eyes on you, my heart skipped a beat.
I never knew my heart was so sensitive to accomplish such a feat.
I always thought that I would never be swayed by a woman's touch.
Yet I was proved wrong and now I see myself missing you very much.
Oh my Love, the day I asked you to spend some time together.
I still remember you looked radiant even when you were feeling under the weather.
We were sitting side by side watching the shining sun set.
I still envision the magical kiss when both our lips met.
Oh my Love, the day I asked for your hand in marriage.
You accepted and off we went in our carriage.
Blissful days I prepared to look forward to in our lives.
Days where together, we'd be dancing to joyous jives.
But fate played a cruel trick on my life.
And it stabbed my heart with a poisonous knife.
For one day you were next to me laughing and smiling.
And the next, you were gone, leaving me alone, dying.
My heart weeps for you day by day.
I wish for you to come back to stay.
You left my heart broken and torn to pieces
I pray to God, so my life ceases.
Oh my Love, the love that I once knew
Please come back to me, for I miss you.
I never knew my heart was so sensitive to accomplish such a feat.
I always thought that I would never be swayed by a woman's touch.
Yet I was proved wrong and now I see myself missing you very much.
Oh my Love, the day I asked you to spend some time together.
I still remember you looked radiant even when you were feeling under the weather.
We were sitting side by side watching the shining sun set.
I still envision the magical kiss when both our lips met.
Oh my Love, the day I asked for your hand in marriage.
You accepted and off we went in our carriage.
Blissful days I prepared to look forward to in our lives.
Days where together, we'd be dancing to joyous jives.
But fate played a cruel trick on my life.
And it stabbed my heart with a poisonous knife.
For one day you were next to me laughing and smiling.
And the next, you were gone, leaving me alone, dying.
My heart weeps for you day by day.
I wish for you to come back to stay.
You left my heart broken and torn to pieces
I pray to God, so my life ceases.
Oh my Love, the love that I once knew
Please come back to me, for I miss you.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
A Wise Old Man
There once was a wise old man
Who was part of my family clan
He told me many lessons about life
He told me that I would face much strife
He told me that as the years go by
The more tears life will make you cry
He told me that love is not all what it seems to be
That love comes from within to be spread like branches on a tree
He told me that patience would be my greatest friend
That during trying times, it will help my broken spirit to mend
He told me that respect is something I will need to earn
But in order to earn, respect is something I must first learn
He told me that spiritual endurance will be my greatest armour
Against life's relentless army of fiery archers
He told me that happiness will come through giving
By giving another being happiness is life's greatest blessing
He told me that honour is of grand importance
For without honour, I will lose my spirit's true essence
He told me that forgiveness would be my greatest gift of all
For it will deviate me from vengeance and steer me clear from eternal downfall
There once was a wise old man who told me many things
He is no longer here with me, but his memories are truly my life's blessings...
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Who was part of my family clan
He told me many lessons about life
He told me that I would face much strife
He told me that as the years go by
The more tears life will make you cry
He told me that love is not all what it seems to be
That love comes from within to be spread like branches on a tree
He told me that patience would be my greatest friend
That during trying times, it will help my broken spirit to mend
He told me that respect is something I will need to earn
But in order to earn, respect is something I must first learn
He told me that spiritual endurance will be my greatest armour
Against life's relentless army of fiery archers
He told me that happiness will come through giving
By giving another being happiness is life's greatest blessing
He told me that honour is of grand importance
For without honour, I will lose my spirit's true essence
He told me that forgiveness would be my greatest gift of all
For it will deviate me from vengeance and steer me clear from eternal downfall
There once was a wise old man who told me many things
He is no longer here with me, but his memories are truly my life's blessings...
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Saturday, August 15, 2015
My Controversial Self
I am strong, yet weak
I am warm, yet cold
I am happy, yet sad
I am kind, yet harsh
I am quiet but my presence is felt by all
I am charming but many pains hide beneath
I am small but great power resides within me
I am full of life but life I no longer seek
I have felt happiness with the little moments in life
I have felt anguish with every misery that I have faced
I have learned to enjoy the simple pleasures of life
I have learned to forgive those who have wronged me
I obliterated the chains that once held me prisoner
I defeated the demon that once demonized me
I overcame the challenges that once overcame me
I forgave myself for being myself...
I am warm, yet cold
I am happy, yet sad
I am kind, yet harsh
I am quiet but my presence is felt by all
I am charming but many pains hide beneath
I am small but great power resides within me
I am full of life but life I no longer seek
I have felt happiness with the little moments in life
I have felt anguish with every misery that I have faced
I have learned to enjoy the simple pleasures of life
I have learned to forgive those who have wronged me
I obliterated the chains that once held me prisoner
I defeated the demon that once demonized me
I overcame the challenges that once overcame me
I forgave myself for being myself...
Monday, July 20, 2015
The Four Seasons of Love
I was a mere young lad when I first met you
Our love was childish and very new
Who knew our love would grow
Through youthful play did our love begin to glow
It was the love of Spring
As our youth began to flourish
Our love began to nourish
I still remember our first kiss
That was the day I first received heavenly bliss
It was the love of Summer
As our love grew more secure
I became yours and you became my amour
As I became your man, you became my woman
From two separate souls, we unionized to one
It was the love of Fall
And so comes the time when our love reaches its climax
I begin to have many of our lovely flashbacks
When I reminisce, my soul delights with much glee
However, my only wish to God is for you to still be here with me
It is now the love of Winter...
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Our love was childish and very new
Who knew our love would grow
Through youthful play did our love begin to glow
It was the love of Spring
As our youth began to flourish
Our love began to nourish
I still remember our first kiss
That was the day I first received heavenly bliss
It was the love of Summer
As our love grew more secure
I became yours and you became my amour
As I became your man, you became my woman
From two separate souls, we unionized to one
It was the love of Fall
And so comes the time when our love reaches its climax
I begin to have many of our lovely flashbacks
When I reminisce, my soul delights with much glee
However, my only wish to God is for you to still be here with me
It is now the love of Winter...
Sunday, June 28, 2015
The Rain Goes Drip Drop
The rain goes drip drop as I meditate
The rain goes drip drop as I enter a resting state
The rain goes drip drop as I begin to contemplate
The rain goes drip drop as I begin to illuminate
The rain goes drip drop as my mind navigates
The rain goes drip drop as my mind isolates
The rain goes drip drop as my mind liberates
The rain goes drip drop as my mind sedates
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit begins to dream
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit's sins begin to bleed
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit begins to clean
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit's sins begin to scream
The rain goes splish splash as my soul's sins are being burned
The rain goes splish splash as the world's sins are sent to the underworld
The rain goes splish splash as my soul's sins are being purged
The rain goes splish splash as the world's sins are being reversed
As the rain dies down, my soul begins a new path
As the sky clears out, my spirit emerges from its cleansing bath
As the sun's rays radiate, my mind is at eternal peace
As the world's sins have been washed away, I, now, no longer feel decease
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The rain goes drip drop as I enter a resting state
The rain goes drip drop as I begin to contemplate
The rain goes drip drop as I begin to illuminate
The rain goes drip drop as my mind navigates
The rain goes drip drop as my mind isolates
The rain goes drip drop as my mind liberates
The rain goes drip drop as my mind sedates
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit begins to dream
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit's sins begin to bleed
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit begins to clean
The rain goes splish splash as my spirit's sins begin to scream
The rain goes splish splash as my soul's sins are being burned
The rain goes splish splash as the world's sins are sent to the underworld
The rain goes splish splash as my soul's sins are being purged
The rain goes splish splash as the world's sins are being reversed
As the rain dies down, my soul begins a new path
As the sky clears out, my spirit emerges from its cleansing bath
As the sun's rays radiate, my mind is at eternal peace
As the world's sins have been washed away, I, now, no longer feel decease
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Monday, June 22, 2015
A Dormant Demon Lurks Beneath
That eerie silence that provokes a false sense of calm
That meditative state that harbours a state of qualm
That composed yet cordial composure that is seen from the surface
That disciplined and driven spirit that is forever cautious
A dormant demon lurks beneath
That dawn of explosive wrath that creates horrendous havoc
That destructive anger whom a loved one is struck
That surge of heightened emotions that leads astray
That moment of time where time becomes doomsday
A disturbed demon awakens beneath
That dusk of extinguished temper results in total destruction
That moment of time where the spirit feels shun
That period of self-loathing and self-deprecation begins
That endless amount of terror has amassed countless sins
A despairing demon loathes beneath
However, a new light shines a ray of salvation
However, a change of heart can end this eternal damnation
However, turning a new leaf over can end this spiritual starvation
However, an attainment of eternal peace will allow this conversion
A redeeming demon converts beneath
A bad person is a bad person they say
A good person is a good person the say
We all have our little demons that reside deep within
But we have the power to let the sin control us or us control the sin
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That meditative state that harbours a state of qualm
That composed yet cordial composure that is seen from the surface
That disciplined and driven spirit that is forever cautious
A dormant demon lurks beneath
That dawn of explosive wrath that creates horrendous havoc
That destructive anger whom a loved one is struck
That surge of heightened emotions that leads astray
That moment of time where time becomes doomsday
A disturbed demon awakens beneath
That dusk of extinguished temper results in total destruction
That moment of time where the spirit feels shun
That period of self-loathing and self-deprecation begins
That endless amount of terror has amassed countless sins
A despairing demon loathes beneath
However, a new light shines a ray of salvation
However, a change of heart can end this eternal damnation
However, turning a new leaf over can end this spiritual starvation
However, an attainment of eternal peace will allow this conversion
A redeeming demon converts beneath
A bad person is a bad person they say
A good person is a good person the say
We all have our little demons that reside deep within
But we have the power to let the sin control us or us control the sin
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Monday, June 15, 2015
The Many Forms of Love
Love. It comes in many forms
Love. It comes through emotional storms
Love. It comes through sitting still
Love. It comes through your skin's chill.
The many forms of love
Love. It comes through the past's reminiscence
Love. It comes through difficult patience
Love. It comes through the dead's grievance
Love. It comes through the forgiver's acceptance.
The many forms of love
Love. It comes through accepting a broken heart
Love. It comes through being able to have a fresh start
Love. It comes through giving compassion despite receiving rejection
Love. It comes through empathy despite being broken.
The many forms of love
Love. It comes through remaining strong for those who are dear
Love. It comes through performing an action despite your fear
Love. It comes through self-sacrifice for the greater good
Love. It comes through the things you do, but never knew you could.
The many forms of love
Love is often romanticized in cinema, novella and music
But more often than not, true love is much deeper and thick
Love comes in forms of respect, honour, sacrifice, compassion and empathy
When one is able to love such a way, their life becomes peaceful and heavenly
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Love. It comes through emotional storms
Love. It comes through sitting still
Love. It comes through your skin's chill.
The many forms of love
Love. It comes through the past's reminiscence
Love. It comes through difficult patience
Love. It comes through the dead's grievance
Love. It comes through the forgiver's acceptance.
The many forms of love
Love. It comes through accepting a broken heart
Love. It comes through being able to have a fresh start
Love. It comes through giving compassion despite receiving rejection
Love. It comes through empathy despite being broken.
The many forms of love
Love. It comes through remaining strong for those who are dear
Love. It comes through performing an action despite your fear
Love. It comes through self-sacrifice for the greater good
Love. It comes through the things you do, but never knew you could.
The many forms of love
Love is often romanticized in cinema, novella and music
But more often than not, true love is much deeper and thick
Love comes in forms of respect, honour, sacrifice, compassion and empathy
When one is able to love such a way, their life becomes peaceful and heavenly
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Saturday, June 13, 2015
Accept and Live
This world reeks of painful pleasure
This world produced so much hate, death and anger
This world raises armies just to defend itself against its own kind
This world paralyzed any good will because this world has become blind
And yet we continue to accept and live
This world is reigned by the whispers of demons
This world punishes the righteous of sons
This world is raped by the corrupted political gallows
This world parades the death of our true heroes
And yet we continue to accept and live
This world denies any true form of justice
This world will harm any true form of boldness
This world damages any person with courage
This world will hack away any person with wisdom and knowledge
And yet we continue to accept and live
And so the question remains, why do we continue to accept and live...?
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This world produced so much hate, death and anger
This world raises armies just to defend itself against its own kind
This world paralyzed any good will because this world has become blind
And yet we continue to accept and live
This world is reigned by the whispers of demons
This world punishes the righteous of sons
This world is raped by the corrupted political gallows
This world parades the death of our true heroes
And yet we continue to accept and live
This world denies any true form of justice
This world will harm any true form of boldness
This world damages any person with courage
This world will hack away any person with wisdom and knowledge
And yet we continue to accept and live
And so the question remains, why do we continue to accept and live...?
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Friday, June 12, 2015
I Am Who I Am
No man is my master.
No mistress is my mentor.
No clan is my keeper.
No tribe is my teacher.
I am who I am
Politics, I am in need of none
Elders, I am in need of none
Advisors, I am in need of none
Chains, I am in need of none.
Ease, I am in much need
Every movement is my master
Every moment is my mentor
Every calm is my keeper
Every tribulation is my teacher.
I am who I am
Strength, I am in need
Tranquility, I am in need
Retribution, I am in need
Optimism, I am in need
Nature, I am in need
God, I am forever in need...
There are certain things that we need that are beneficial
But there are certain things that we do not need since they are harmful
Choose to make your life blissful
And refrain from making it distasteful...
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No mistress is my mentor.
No clan is my keeper.
No tribe is my teacher.
I am who I am
Politics, I am in need of none
Elders, I am in need of none
Advisors, I am in need of none
Chains, I am in need of none.
Ease, I am in much need
Every movement is my master
Every moment is my mentor
Every calm is my keeper
Every tribulation is my teacher.
I am who I am
Strength, I am in need
Tranquility, I am in need
Retribution, I am in need
Optimism, I am in need
Nature, I am in need
God, I am forever in need...
There are certain things that we need that are beneficial
But there are certain things that we do not need since they are harmful
Choose to make your life blissful
And refrain from making it distasteful...
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Sunday, May 31, 2015
Peace with Death
Death is a truth that is inevitable
Death is an entity that is intangible
Death is a feeling that has us in denial
Death is a thought that makes us fragile
With Death, there is Peace
Death is a concept that is foreign
Death is a reality that we chagrin
Death is viewed with much fear
Death is always near
With Death, there is Peace
Death is a state of eternal perfection
Death is a state of resurrection
Death is a state of tranquility
Death is a state of eternal stability
There is Peace with Death
With Death, there is ceaseless slumber
With Death, there is ceaseless satisfaction
With Death, there is ceaseless solicitude
With Death, there is ceaseless serenity
There is Peace with Death
We must come to terms with the arrival of our Death
For our time here is brief as we begin to breathe our last breath
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Death is an entity that is intangible
Death is a feeling that has us in denial
Death is a thought that makes us fragile
With Death, there is Peace
Death is a concept that is foreign
Death is a reality that we chagrin
Death is viewed with much fear
Death is always near
With Death, there is Peace
Death is a state of eternal perfection
Death is a state of resurrection
Death is a state of tranquility
Death is a state of eternal stability
There is Peace with Death
With Death, there is ceaseless slumber
With Death, there is ceaseless satisfaction
With Death, there is ceaseless solicitude
With Death, there is ceaseless serenity
There is Peace with Death
We must come to terms with the arrival of our Death
For our time here is brief as we begin to breathe our last breath
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Sunday, May 24, 2015
Beauty in Pain
They say pain is a terrible foe
They say pain only gives us worry and woe
They say pain is disguised in fear
They say pain only provokes tired tears
But there is beauty in pain
They say pain is a hurtful emotion
They say pain should be shun
They say pain brings nothing by misery
They say pain is the opposing force of glee
But there is beauty in pain
I say pain is the guru of our life
I say pain teaches us much from its strife
I say pain gives our soul successful growth
I say pain is a feeling we all loath
But there is beauty in pain
I say without pain we will never heal
I say without pain we will never feel
I say without pain we will never empathize
I say without pain we will never become wise
There is beauty in pain...
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They say pain only gives us worry and woe
They say pain is disguised in fear
They say pain only provokes tired tears
But there is beauty in pain
They say pain is a hurtful emotion
They say pain should be shun
They say pain brings nothing by misery
They say pain is the opposing force of glee
But there is beauty in pain
I say pain is the guru of our life
I say pain teaches us much from its strife
I say pain gives our soul successful growth
I say pain is a feeling we all loath
But there is beauty in pain
I say without pain we will never heal
I say without pain we will never feel
I say without pain we will never empathize
I say without pain we will never become wise
There is beauty in pain...
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Sunday, March 29, 2015
They Say...
They say: "Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder"
But for me, my beauty lies in you
With you, my love, my passion becomes bolder
With you, my love, my passion becomes truer
They say: "Love is a rose but you better not pick it"
But for me, I picked my rose of love with you
With you, my love, Cupid had my heart hit
With you, my love, Cupid had my heart lit
They say: "Love is like a banana peel that you may slip and fall"
But for me, I believe you would keep me up
With you, my love, I think would not keep a wall
With you, my love, I think would not make me crawl
They say: "Real love is a pilgrimage"
But for me, I now see it is merely a moment's ride
With you, my love, I fell off Life's bridge
With you, my love, I now no longer have any Love to salvage.
Deep within the abyss now dwells my heart
But I will forever miss you, my Miss. Sweetheart
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But for me, my beauty lies in you
With you, my love, my passion becomes bolder
With you, my love, my passion becomes truer
They say: "Love is a rose but you better not pick it"
But for me, I picked my rose of love with you
With you, my love, Cupid had my heart hit
With you, my love, Cupid had my heart lit
They say: "Love is like a banana peel that you may slip and fall"
But for me, I believe you would keep me up
With you, my love, I think would not keep a wall
With you, my love, I think would not make me crawl
They say: "Real love is a pilgrimage"
But for me, I now see it is merely a moment's ride
With you, my love, I fell off Life's bridge
With you, my love, I now no longer have any Love to salvage.
Deep within the abyss now dwells my heart
But I will forever miss you, my Miss. Sweetheart
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Thursday, January 29, 2015
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the sun rising across the horizon
How it paints the sky with its lovely crimson
The warmth of the sun radiates all over
How it protects us from the cold with its armour
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the deep blue sea sky
How it seems to be always so high
The hope it portrays onto us down below
How it gives us that feeling of "Ohhhhh"
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the trees decorating the earth
How they give us the sign that the earth continues to birth
The rigidity they display give us our resiliency
How the ability to endure is also a form of beauty
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the moon giving off light in the dark
How it gives off its night-sky mark
The calmness it depicts giving us our serenity
How it can bring peace to the angry
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the birds piloting our skies
How everyday they bring about the sunrise
The life they breathe into our very spirit
How they seem to cover the skies as a colourful blanket
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the people that affect our life's passion
How without them, our lives would be barren
The love and care we receive from them
How we should be treating them better than our precious rare gems
Love Life, Life Love...
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How it paints the sky with its lovely crimson
The warmth of the sun radiates all over
How it protects us from the cold with its armour
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the deep blue sea sky
How it seems to be always so high
The hope it portrays onto us down below
How it gives us that feeling of "Ohhhhh"
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the trees decorating the earth
How they give us the sign that the earth continues to birth
The rigidity they display give us our resiliency
How the ability to endure is also a form of beauty
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the moon giving off light in the dark
How it gives off its night-sky mark
The calmness it depicts giving us our serenity
How it can bring peace to the angry
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the birds piloting our skies
How everyday they bring about the sunrise
The life they breathe into our very spirit
How they seem to cover the skies as a colourful blanket
Love Life, Life Love
The beauty of the people that affect our life's passion
How without them, our lives would be barren
The love and care we receive from them
How we should be treating them better than our precious rare gems
Love Life, Life Love...
Friday, January 16, 2015
Love Lost, Love Found
I was a lost sheep in the middle of the crowd
Looking for my voice in a crowd so loud
Stuck in my loneliness
Stuck in my sadness
Love Lost
But across from me, there she was
When our eyes locked, it seemed that time took a pause
Free in my feelings
Free in my lover's wings
Love Found
We embraced as we met
With her in my arms, I no longer fret
Our heavenly kiss brought our two worlds to one
She became my Moon and I her Sun
Love Found
But her soul was snatched far away
My life began to stray
I began to decay
As my life became grey
Love Lost
Love can be Found and Love can be Lost
It all depends if you are willing to pay the Cost...
Love Lost, Love Found...
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Looking for my voice in a crowd so loud
Stuck in my loneliness
Stuck in my sadness
Love Lost
But across from me, there she was
When our eyes locked, it seemed that time took a pause
Free in my feelings
Free in my lover's wings
Love Found
We embraced as we met
With her in my arms, I no longer fret
Our heavenly kiss brought our two worlds to one
She became my Moon and I her Sun
Love Found
But her soul was snatched far away
My life began to stray
I began to decay
As my life became grey
Love Lost
Love can be Found and Love can be Lost
It all depends if you are willing to pay the Cost...
Love Lost, Love Found...
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Friday, January 2, 2015
The Tears of the Broken
A man once loved, but became lost
He loved his dreams, but realized they came with a cost
He was a man of action
And so here comes the tears of the broken
He fought through perilous obstacles
Everyday revolved around constant struggles and battles
From his peers he was shun
And so here comes the tears of the broken
Wounds of great stories he amassed
But yet he did not want to refer to his past
He wished for the clouds to clear and to see a sliver of the sun
And so here comes the tears of the broken
Life and death, love and hatred he has tasted
His own dying soul was once blinded
Betrayed by his own kin and brethren
And so here comes the tears of the broken
Despite the difficulties that life bestowed
He continued to march on this very lonely road
Despite his dreams were burnt into a pile of ashen
And so here comes the tears of the broken
He treads the road with dignity and respect
After his soul has been resurrect
The heavenly birds began to sing
And here comes the tears of the living...
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He loved his dreams, but realized they came with a cost
He was a man of action
And so here comes the tears of the broken
He fought through perilous obstacles
Everyday revolved around constant struggles and battles
From his peers he was shun
And so here comes the tears of the broken
Wounds of great stories he amassed
But yet he did not want to refer to his past
He wished for the clouds to clear and to see a sliver of the sun
And so here comes the tears of the broken
Life and death, love and hatred he has tasted
His own dying soul was once blinded
Betrayed by his own kin and brethren
And so here comes the tears of the broken
Despite the difficulties that life bestowed
He continued to march on this very lonely road
Despite his dreams were burnt into a pile of ashen
And so here comes the tears of the broken
He treads the road with dignity and respect
After his soul has been resurrect
The heavenly birds began to sing
And here comes the tears of the living...
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Thursday, January 1, 2015
Love Is a Feeling...
Love is a feeling so exquisite
It is an emotion that is the muse of the poet
Without it, we are lost
Without it, we are frost
Love is a feeling so treacherous
It is an emotion that is ageless
With it, we are deceived
With it, we are thieved
Love is a feeling so complex
It is an emotion that is filled with defects
With it, we are weak
With it, we are bleak
Love is a feeling so magnificent
It is an emotion that is so ancient
Without it, we are not what we ought to be
Without it, we are merely beings that are beastly
Love is often two-faced
It may bring about joys or an utter waste
To love or not to love
How you go about that depends on everything written above
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It is an emotion that is the muse of the poet
Without it, we are lost
Without it, we are frost
Love is a feeling so treacherous
It is an emotion that is ageless
With it, we are deceived
With it, we are thieved
Love is a feeling so complex
It is an emotion that is filled with defects
With it, we are weak
With it, we are bleak
Love is a feeling so magnificent
It is an emotion that is so ancient
Without it, we are not what we ought to be
Without it, we are merely beings that are beastly
Love is often two-faced
It may bring about joys or an utter waste
To love or not to love
How you go about that depends on everything written above
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