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Overheated

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Can I also make mistakes? Can I also fail and regret at the things I chose wrong? Can I also express for myself 's sake? Can I also take the road of my song? When the bee was young, and a buzzin' bit, Gets too excited to fly around, choose a nectar to sip The sun says "Nah-ah, you might be smart, but not too strong, Choose a gentler flower, and you'll never go wrong." When the river ran wild, too eager to reach the sea, The banks guide the water, for it not to flood the field, The rocks and the mud, all hardened to guard, So just the river flows directly to where it should be. Now there is this man, no longer a child, Wonders and wanders in the middle of his wild, Why can't be things choose and lead his own path, And let be experience his unforeseen wrath. How can a bee create a wine, If the sun is always upon him, speaking and whine? And as far as we all know, River waters flood the field, so grains may grow. So this young man, t

Young Love

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Young Love I was falling for you, I know you knew I hid my feelings for I didn’t want to show. Your presence was overwhelming And it seemed to be the only thing. I looked at you, and you looked at me. My heart sank and I was feeling happy. Your eyes, your skin, and all you have, Are the ones that made me fall in love. Oh, how I miss those feelings Feelings that are gone and abandoned Brought about the youth and passing Impulses are bad and so the lost feelings. I guess it was what they called young love It never gets old, it never progresses For everything, we never did make, What the heart thinks, the lips don't speak. We were both young and we had different plans Time was the enemy, it passed, it changed. It took away the feelings and it took away you But I will never forget that I had once loved you.

The Light of My Life

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The familiarity of your face makes me human Your scent that distinguished you from everyone Someone I’ve known for the longest time Someone whom I called whenever I’m not fine. You’re the one I called whenever I misplaced my stuff You’re the one I called whenever I don’t see dad. You’re the one I called whenever I ask for food You’re the one I called whenever I have a cold. Your delicate hands that hold me since I was small Held me tight for me not to hurt and fall. Your wide arms that comfort me all the days of my life, Are the arms that I will miss until I get a wife. Your smile I see those days that you are happy But you are happy whenever you see me. Your lips that touch my cheeks when you kiss Are the lips I will forever miss. Your heart that shines inside our home Shows the deep of your love alone. The compassion you showed to everyone Erases all the faults and callouses done. You are the most beautiful woman I k

My Journey HOME

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I wake up, I bathe, I clean, I wear clothes, I wear perfumes. I put on my shoes, I present without flaws, I walk, I drive, and I listen. I bow, keep my hand, and I kneel, I stand, and I close my eyes. To you, I am praying, To you, I joyfully sing. I feel, I long, and hurts are gone, I cry, I wipe my tears and feel I haven’t fun. But I bow, and I pray with all my heart, Hurts are gone, and love discerns.

The Subway

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She: There you stood by the train, Reading your book, a food for your brain, Looking nerd with your reading glass, A kind of smart boy in your class. I don't know but I do enjoy, I stare at you, you're one of a kind boy, I somehow admire your "don't care" act, But when you looked at me, I didn't know how to react. I got my smartphone, I guess I'll pretend, I was somehow reading a tweet from a friend, And checking on you, I was somehow tempted, You were looking... smiling.. I melted. The train has stopped, the doors opened, I hurriedly stood up, guess this is the end, It's been a nice journey, how I wish I'd see you again, When suddenly you hurried to me, with hand, you say " Hi, I am Glen ." He: I saw her the first time, 7 days ago, Apart from the crowd, her smile a-glow, I don't know why, I can't take my eyes off her, I was stunned, my heart, it has something to offer. I was afraid to approach

The Story of the Grass

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I see the way to the middle of the woods Grasses are brown I suppose it should Such as a sad and slender course But it guides you towards your cause The feet that touch to the leaves and roots Might be a burden that no one hopes The pain that catches of its nerves can bare For the people to use once they retire. The grass deserves the life will be To live with glee and abundantly But the grass chooses to stay For people to find their way.

The Sad Man

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I won’t marry you because you don’t want me to You say I’m sorry but you never meant it to I always make you feel, till my words are empty I ask what’s wrong, but you choose to flee. I love you, that’s all I know. You told me so, but it doesn’t show. I want to be strong but you show me ire, I came brave yet you stood with fire. I hold your hand and dream of dancing But you woke me up with words such piercing I wanted to be with you, that’s all I’m asking You left with “no” while my heart is breaking.

Time

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Tick tock tick tock says the clock Papers around are all the scratch Give me this, give me that I have no time to finish fast. Hold me back, stop me not All your chores are all you’ve got Make your choice and don’t forget I will leave soon, give it a shot. I fly fast without you notice it, Be gentle but also be sure Co’z you don’t want to go back And spend a little more.

Pup

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She kissed and hugged me And pinched my nose a little bit And said her sweet "Goodbye" The door had quietly shut But not this small cuddly spotted mutt Until she comes, "I'll wait..."

White Flower

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A big field of grass, Green and full of life it has, Open as canvas. Between the grass, one that grows White as wool of sheep And bright like the clouds above. It’s a woman among men, A rose among thorns, It lives alone, lives with pride.

Each Day Without You

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Each day that passes by is a day that ifs and onlys are gone. If only that I could hold your hands and dance so soon If only that I could kiss your lips while the music plays on If only I could brush your hair to show my adoration. Each day that passes by is a day I open my arms Wanting to hold back the vision of you Wanting to close the arms where you belong Wanting to open my eyes and see you standing by. Each day that passes by is a day those dreams got away. I dream of you lying in my arms today, You’re telling me you love me and you will stay And I dream of you spending our eternity. Each day that passes by is a day I let out a cry The tears that flow a river of sorrow I never wanted, I never expected The days that pass by without you by my side.

The Dying Wood

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There was once a dying wood Which tried to hold on life as long as  it could Until it can no longer fight, it spoke to heaven "God if I die, please allow life again..." The wood let go. The wood let God. Weather passed by -- but none a single bud... The wood softens. The wood moistens. And alas! Tiny life begun to sprout. But isn't the same wood, that's no doubt. But whatever it is that lived again, for sure it's the life the wood had asked the heaven.