Sunday, January 18, 2009

if we just......listen

Listen,
I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home, in my own home
And I tried and tried
To say whats on my mind
You should have known
Oh,
Now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what, you made of me
I followed the voice
you gave to me
But now I gotta find, my own..

this is the chorus part of beyonce knowles song, listen.
and singing this, makes me remember my cousin who for so long wanted to be heard but we are deaf. we will remember her, and we will try to listen to her, even it is too late now...:-(

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

been here, been there...

i've been here....
with birds chirping in the meadow
while the rivers hush itself
when the wind said it last hurray
and when the people started to be gay

i've been there....
when they killed the little fellow
while the life ceases to breath
when the angry sound of death echo
and when the moan of fears resounds....

cold and colder.......

million days of rain and thousand hours to chill
teeth chattering into tango while hairs swaying to waltz
been there for a minute but it feels like an hour of wait
quite summer of birds
and now thundering growl of lion been heard
muscle been eaten by cold
lips trembling in a fold
how could you stop this?
command the wind to cease from breathing?
or ask the tears of heaven for falling?
or just sit in the corner, while sipping a fire of heaven?

Sunday, January 11, 2009

stOp And Breath!

you've been in that dark place for so long,
trapped by the horror and fears that surrounds you
you don't have no choice but to feel numb
yes, numb but your cone of emotions still throbs unceasingly.

one, of your great days of temperament faded
and you've been left in mid-air ready to be fallen
fallen into pieces that can't be mended and pasted together
can't be mended and can't be healed!

your soul wandered into open spaces of hell
you can't trace back your steps
back to the place where you always find peace
peace in white and lights, could it be heaven?


rebirth to shine!


-Phoenix-
The Phoenix was a symbol of immortality in ancient Egyptian mythology. It was a beautiful bird that would live in the desert for 400 to 500 years and then set itself on fire, rising renewed from the ashes to start another long life.

''''''''''life.....

Life... is like a box of chocolates - a cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that no one ever asks for, unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So, you're stuck with mostly undefinable whipped mint crap, mindlessly wolfed down when there's nothing else to eat while you're watching the game. Sure, once is a while you get a peanut butter cup or an English toffee but it's gone too fast and the taste is fleeting. In the end, you are left with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts, which, if you are desperate enough to eat, leaves nothing but an empty box of useless brown paper.

there's a reason always.....

everything happens for a reason
sometimes things fall apart
so other things can fall together
but in the end whatever meant to be
will always find it ways....always