weathered dusts

wipe off those weathered dusts,
sheild that tiny ray of sunlight,
dry off that drop of dew,
rub away that last spot of stain.
live no more in disdain.
be free of those remnants.
start a new day.
today.
no more time to waste.

take my breath away..

Quinn :) and Santana..

why?

was i so blind.
i couldn't tell from glass and gem,.
i swam across the ocean wide.
i drowned
into the deep layers.
and when i hit rock bottoms,
only then i realized,
i lost a sparkling pearl.
up till today i keep wondering how it happened.
as regretful as how it felt.
i realize there's always a reason why.
perhaps i wouldn't have been as appreciative,
nor would i have learned.
though those days i was not as smart,
what drove me
still kept me wondering.
but i guess it's for me to reciprocate
and realize that not everything always goes as plan.
it's time for me to accept and move on.
the end.

stay

in the world that i see,
in the step that i take,
in the breath that i inhale,
in the scent that i smell.
in each blink of the eye,
in each corner of the mind,
i could not erase.

the nothingness

not even a piece of the moon,
a spark of the stars,
or even a drop of the ocean.
not a sand on the beach,
nor even a wisp of the breeze.
just nothing at all.
that's what you are.

we'd know

and maybe we stumbled and fall,
so we rise again and stand tall.
we turned the wrong way,
we sway.
and then we stop,
start again.
we don't need the weather forecast
to tell us that the the sun will come
or that the thunderstorm will rage
we'd know.

glittery dusts.

those pebbles left behind,
leaving trails as it walks.
footprints on the sand,
they still stay when they go.
though it doesn't soak you deep,
but the ocean still lingers at your feet.
they'd still follow as you move.
so how far could you go.