My love my life
deep down i bet she thinks i look at other girls and want them more
deep down i think she looks much better than that
but that's not the point
she turns me on
more than a sweet young thing
more than a classmate with a short skirt
more than a "Hai....my name is..." in a Friendster post
more than anything she can ever imagine
i may be growing old but there's one thing that always on my mind
she permeates every thought and dream
much more than she can ever imagine
i see her in the morning and my waking hours
and vespertine activities and incoherent thoughts
she's my everything
and i wanna marry her
no matter if she doesn't look like any notion of commercialized beauty
no matter if my friends tell me others are better
i have never found anyone else more perfect
more patient with the me becoming me
more loving with every touch, every stroke
every kiss
that's the way she loves me
Dawn
My youth and all that I have lived for has come to a silent end.
My journey like the orbit of the earth around the sun, shall continue to revolve.
Till the end of my time I will strive to make better of myself. In a world so unforgiving, uncaring and utterly void of peace.
I realise sometimes its what you make of the world that shapes your own, I didn't want mine to be that way, nor could i possible comprehend why it is now.
I am my own person as much as the stranger next to me. My life, is just passing through.
To go head strong into a world that will eat you alive, to bury my fears and face my demons, to brandish this sword, tempered with knowledge and sealed by the hammer of wisdom through the forging fires of passion and dreams. I wear my leather vest , feeling the soothing touch of what little experience surround me. Here with my wooden shield made of memories i stand before the devils inferno.
Such a heroic journey in the mind of a simpleton.
Will i make it back alive and live happily ever after with the one i truly love?
Once upon a time, I might have.
Care
If life isn't fair,
If you're standing there,
Giving me that cold stare.
I don't care at all,
If you're thin or tall,
If you're fat like a ball,
Whining about how you're small.
I can't be bothered,
If i was murdered,
And brutally hammered,
If only to be remembered;
By you, the only one I care,
You that made my life just fair,
You who was always there,
Giving me that lovely stare.
When will life come full circle?
even if you don't get hit by tsunami or some earthquake or another, there's always cancer or some heart attack.
make peace with your loved ones.
in the end it's not about how much money you earn, your net earning or even your appraisal points.
it's not about which trendy person you hung out with over the weekend at which posh bar.
live your life the way you want to live it, with no regrets. my dad always says, you can do whatever you want, as long as your conscience is clear.
i am living it now, i hope. after going a whole huge circle, i think I'm finally approaching the path.
life is just so fragile.





