It's compromise that moves us along...
-Is She Will Be Loved,Maroon 5-
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Sparks
I want to see that colour again.
Its presence feel so comfortable.
So worry-less.
Everything is just so beautiful.
I suppose all the things that make you feel that they are special are something that we wouldn't want to lost or something that would we would keep as one of our objectives in life to get through all the possible potholes.
And we live cause of these peoples.
Cause they bring you that close resemble of warm and joy.
Something that is hard to descibe but easy to feel.
Its presence feel so comfortable.
So worry-less.
Everything is just so beautiful.
I suppose all the things that make you feel that they are special are something that we wouldn't want to lost or something that would we would keep as one of our objectives in life to get through all the possible potholes.
And we live cause of these peoples.
Cause they bring you that close resemble of warm and joy.
Something that is hard to descibe but easy to feel.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
The Person that I Hate Most
All was my problem.
Its just not the scenarios that i had in mind.
That's why i always complaint about things i guess.
Being sceptical about others equals being a selfish person myself.
But why being conscious about own actions can't prevent selfishness itself?
Why did everything had to be so perfect?
Things should be in their own control but not being one of my puppet.
And i became lost in searching for it.
Lost myself.
And consumed by my own temper.
Consciousness was overshaded by it.
Lost way too many things that should had been where they were but not where they are.
Its just not the scenarios that i had in mind.
That's why i always complaint about things i guess.
Being sceptical about others equals being a selfish person myself.
But why being conscious about own actions can't prevent selfishness itself?
Why did everything had to be so perfect?
Things should be in their own control but not being one of my puppet.
And i became lost in searching for it.
Lost myself.
And consumed by my own temper.
Consciousness was overshaded by it.
Lost way too many things that should had been where they were but not where they are.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Tale of an old folks?
Sometimes the best people to be with is not someone that u thought would suit to.
They'd be there even when no one knows you need someone to cheer you up.
Even if they don't know who are you.
Looking forward for a real granddaughter like my "granddaughter".
LOL.
Thanks grand(HJ's fan and wife wannabe) !
They'd be there even when no one knows you need someone to cheer you up.
Even if they don't know who are you.
Looking forward for a real granddaughter like my "granddaughter".
LOL.
Thanks grand(HJ's fan and wife wannabe) !
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Friend or Foe
Melodies of old rhythms.
Gasping for air deep within.
So close yet so far away.
Prying eyes.
Seek no truth.
Glimpse of shadow.
Hide and seek.
Thorn in a free will smile.
Pure innocence.
Deceased shade.
Orchid's pride.
Moon and stars.
Gasping for air deep within.
So close yet so far away.
Prying eyes.
Seek no truth.
Glimpse of shadow.
Hide and seek.
Thorn in a free will smile.
Pure innocence.
Deceased shade.
Orchid's pride.
Moon and stars.
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