more than the white sands by the ocean,
brighter than sunshine,
deeper than the seven seas,
beyond what words could ever portray,
that's just how it is~
that rhythm.
but what more could be done,
no words could just say.
Friday, March 29, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
the grasp
this rope you grip,
to climb the mountain,
you soar high and above,
reaching the skies afar.
at times you don't have a grasp anymore,
you let it go,
you fall.
but at other times,
you hold on to it,
as you witness,
a beautiful meadow,
on the peak,
of the mountain.
but most of the time,
you'd slide down the narrow slopes.
you'd swim in the oceans beneath
instead.
you dive into a world,
of another.
as you say goodbye.
and even if it's greater than the ocean's depth;
brighter than any skies could be,
you'd still let it soar,
away.
as you have no will power
left.
to climb the mountain,
you soar high and above,
reaching the skies afar.
at times you don't have a grasp anymore,
you let it go,
you fall.
but at other times,
you hold on to it,
as you witness,
a beautiful meadow,
on the peak,
of the mountain.
but most of the time,
you'd slide down the narrow slopes.
you'd swim in the oceans beneath
instead.
you dive into a world,
of another.
as you say goodbye.
and even if it's greater than the ocean's depth;
brighter than any skies could be,
you'd still let it soar,
away.
as you have no will power
left.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
constructed lines
waste no longer another minute,
think no more another thought,
walk no further another step,
as a waltz of a halt is all that it takes.
between the lines of constructed verses,
lies a meaning, an understanding,
as clear as crystal.
think no more another thought,
walk no further another step,
as a waltz of a halt is all that it takes.
between the lines of constructed verses,
lies a meaning, an understanding,
as clear as crystal.
Monday, March 18, 2013
the moon
Feathers floating in the air,
Lightly swaying in the delicate wind..
Autumn leaves falling on the solid ground,
Waltzing in the crisp of the breeze.
Moonlit skies,
Brightening the paths of a walk.
The cycle of the morning starts,
With the break of a dawn.
Longing for another moon and star in the sky,
Thus awaits for the moonlit paths again.
Of a night-to-day cycle.
Lightly swaying in the delicate wind..
Autumn leaves falling on the solid ground,
Waltzing in the crisp of the breeze.
Moonlit skies,
Brightening the paths of a walk.
The cycle of the morning starts,
With the break of a dawn.
Longing for another moon and star in the sky,
Thus awaits for the moonlit paths again.
Of a night-to-day cycle.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
secret garden
I'd climb the mountains for you,
But I may not reach you up there.
I'd dive the oceans for you,
But you may make me drown.
I'd paint a melody for you on the skies,
As soothing as it would be for your vision and hearing.
I'd tell you all of my heart's contents;
And show you what it is feeling.
But I couldn't do that just yet.
This journey is yet, thus far.
Lead my way through.
But I may not reach you up there.
I'd dive the oceans for you,
But you may make me drown.
I'd paint a melody for you on the skies,
As soothing as it would be for your vision and hearing.
I'd tell you all of my heart's contents;
And show you what it is feeling.
But I couldn't do that just yet.
This journey is yet, thus far.
Lead my way through.
Friday, March 15, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
everlasting.
every time,
everyday
and every second,
blossoming,
never fading.
it's like the air i breathe..
in each silhouette of thoughts
in the heart and mind.
everyday
and every second,
blossoming,
never fading.
it's like the air i breathe..
in each silhouette of thoughts
in the heart and mind.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
the melody..
Breaks like glass,
Swiped away by the wind.
Crushes into dusts,
Fading away.
This path we take,
I don't know where it goes.
This feeling of mine,
Tingles like a bell.
Picking up the pieces,
And stand up once again.
Swiped away by the wind.
Crushes into dusts,
Fading away.
This path we take,
I don't know where it goes.
This feeling of mine,
Tingles like a bell.
Picking up the pieces,
And stand up once again.
Friday, March 8, 2013
close
Close,
To the heart,
Every heartbeat,
Each moment,
How could I ever erase.
It's like a mesmerizing painting,
Beyond what words could ever say.
It's unexplainable,
That feeling.
To the heart,
Every heartbeat,
Each moment,
How could I ever erase.
It's like a mesmerizing painting,
Beyond what words could ever say.
It's unexplainable,
That feeling.
Monday, March 4, 2013
stutter
If only you could see through my eyes,
You'll see a mirage;an image,each moment.
If only you could feel through my heart,
You'll feel the warmth;the blossom,each time.
An everlasting sunshine
,Appearing each day,
And like the stars that sparkle,
Each and every night,
Never ending.
But I guess you'll never see through my eyes, nor feel through my heart..
Perhaps..you'll never know.
You'll see a mirage;an image,each moment.
If only you could feel through my heart,
You'll feel the warmth;the blossom,each time.
An everlasting sunshine
,Appearing each day,
And like the stars that sparkle,
Each and every night,
Never ending.
But I guess you'll never see through my eyes, nor feel through my heart..
Perhaps..you'll never know.
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