--v--<@ A flower that grows despite cement holes @>--v--





you're not alone

Thursday, March 31, 2005

you are going insane?
me too...

the world is crashing down?
same here

hate this place?
me as well...

wanna get away?
i second that...

can hardly breath?
I'm choking too

nobody cares anymore?
I guess so... sometimes...

need some help?
I want some too...

you are not alone...
sometimes
all it takes
is to pull yourself together
and act on your problems




nasty little slices of things

Monday, March 28, 2005

those nasty little things
thin slices of yellow crispy salty things
sprinkled with tiny crystals of salt and msg
comes in cylinder of red, green, yellow, purple and so much more
keeps you going
one after the other
popping one by one into your mouth
and you can't stop at all
not even when you reach the bottom of the tube
those chipped end of the slices
still savoury
make you pour the tube into your mouth
for those last few miserable pieces of scraps
and after all that effort
you still wanna have more
so you have to stick your tongue into it
and lick it clean
till you can't get anymore of it
except for a wet cardboard tube dripping with saliva

those...

nasty little...

pringles




middle of the night


late at night
serenity and darkness all around

flipping through an old fashion paper diary
feeding on a little dosage of jazz
basking under dim yellow table lamp light
relishing the soft fragrance steaming from favourite tea

fell into a lull moment of reflection
flashback of memories

silly moments
exuberating highs
depressing lows
bitter sweet feelings

desire to make amends stirs
this chapter must close
to move on
and soar




how

Friday, March 25, 2005

how to cast aside
the heart wrenching feeling
whenever every single thought leads back to him

how to stop
the preoccupation of missing him
when every single song that rings in your head reminds you of him

how to isolate
the regrets of the outcome
when you envision it to be so beautiful

how to go back in time
and know what was coming your way
and stop it

how to win
when you have nothing to fight against the obstacles
that separates you from him

how to stay collected
when every where you turn to
you see pieces of him, scraps of his words, flashes of his goofy smile

how to move on
when everything means nothing to you
if you don't have him




10 things I loathe about you

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

I loathe the way you talk to me
and how you make me feel stupid
I loathe the way you don't wash your car
I loathe it when you laugh at me

I loathe your smelly blanket and
the way you read my mind
I loathe you so much it makes me sick
it even makes me rhyme.

I loathe the way you're always right
I loathe it when you boost
I loathe it when you make me laugh
even worse when you make me cry
I loathe it that you're not around and
the fact that you didn't call
But mostly I loathe the way I don't loathe you
not even close, not even a little bit, not even any at all.




so much


missing you so much that it hurts
thinking of you so much that it eats me
but still loving you so much though it may seem hopeless

wonder if you will ever see it
wonder if you will ever hear it
wonder if doing so much is even enough




too many wrongs

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

too little rights
to address too many wrongs

too little time
to correct the wrong

it was once so right
and now it has gone all wrong




journey

Monday, March 07, 2005

It's a long long journey
Till I know where I'm supposed to be
It's a long long journey
And I don't know if I can believe

When shadows fall and block my eyes
I am lost and know that I must hide
It's a long long journey
Till I find my way home to you

Many days I've spent
Drifting on through empty shores
Wondering what's my purpose
Wondering how to make me strong

I know I will falter I know I will cry
I know you'll be standing by my side
It's a long long journey
And I need to be close to you

Sometimes it feels no one understands
I don't even know why
I do the things I do
When pride builds me up
till I can't see my soul
Will you break down these walls
and pull me through

Cause it's a long long journey
Till I feel that I am worth the price
You paid for me on calvary
Beneath those stormy skies

When Satan mocks and friends turn to foes
It feels like everything is out
to make me lose control
Cause it's a long long journey
Till I find my way home to you to you




Heart Strings

Thursday, March 03, 2005

someone comes along
and plucks the strings of your heart

it resonance with the music in your mind
for a while the tune sings of bliss
every note rings in your ears
like a sweet melody

but the tune cannot be played forever

it pains you

and you wonder

is it worth it to even suffer the pain
or better than not having your heartstrings resonance with someone else's tune in your life time.

you wonder...




The promise


a promise in this fleeting reality
amounts to nothing
if reality is what people make out of it

the words of assuring constant
cannot be fulfilled
if words can be perverted with time

change... is the only unchanging thing

promise... serves to be a fragile flame standing in the wind

but at least... time can witness... whether the will to stick around can eventually make things happen at the end.




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