It seemed so distant..yet I ache for it to be real
A cage is a cage no matter how beautiful it is.
I am not talking about a specific person. Generally speaking, I feel like it's unfair to give people that false hope. Seriously, this was inspired by a common situation (to some couples I know) I just discovered lately.
feeling of love, losing it and wanting it back in life....
a short poem about loneliness
I will sing you a song
of pain and sufferings
I could feel the awesomeness of God's presence through the activities of the elements; They are patience, ticking on everyday, with precision and diligence.
I would sing a love song
Like how it used to be
I would not stop dancing in the shower...
A tramp is caught in a storm.
I remember the times
that when I heard that song, I cried...
If ever I let you go
will you step back and tell me 'NO'?
If ever I let you go...
To all who are broken and wishing for someone to be back again, this is for you.
Credits to my friend who got this idea. ^_^
Loneliness is my constant companion
I’m into such feeling before
But I never entertain such things
Which cause everybody to think...
I wish I had Known Him many years ago, It,s not too late now though, but I wish I could rewind the time
Motherly love is a biting pain.
This is how the story goes.....
The story that destiny has wrote
And now i have rewritten
i don't know if there will be a part two
but for now this is whats new
To and for all those who have been feeling both un- or underappreciated lately but still try or manage to remain unassuming. Let me help you say it out in very few words.
I held on to my Love and refused to let Him go even when I feel him slipping away
burden, ask your conscience...
I am not a song writer but any time I have one floating in the air I seize it to form one. Like this one, "Only you can tell your story." tell it from the heart.
Lyric is a poem that expresses the thoughts and feelings of the poet. Many songs are written using this type of writing.
She owns a little corner of this crowded room.
A corner that seems to be so much about her,
But seems not able to bring up...
mask that each one of us found wearing........
A reflective ode of some sad moments in ones life, when it looks like he has come to the end of the road. It just leads to some other ways.
A poem for my older brother who was murdered a little over a year ago...
What is more beautiful than the first shower and the roars of clouds, the fragrance of moist soil and the pleasantness it brings along!