a bright star shines among other millions of stars in the dark sky,
a single oak leaf grows amongst the other leaves on the oak tree,
a particle of sand sparks in the ocean of other particles of sand under the radiant sun,
unseen,
you camouflage,
you blend in,
and dissolve away.
you may think you are significant as the one and only bright sun,
lighting up all the planets in the solar system,
but truth is,
you're not.
just as one of the drops of dew,
admist the splash of water,
that's just what you may be.
nothing significant,
nor special.
not even close to what you think you may be.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
thou
Monday, August 26, 2013
of 27
Saturday, August 24, 2013
the wrap-up
for as long as we gaze at the beautiful shiny stars,
and for the times we stare deep into that bright sunshine,
that's when our eyes wear out.
of the the utterly hot blazing sun.
and the missing stars in the dark sky.
in a minute we be lost in the darkness.
but after a while we find our way,
we no longer gaze at the vibrant sunshine,
nor do we be fond of the glittery stars.
we don't wait for those colourful rainbow after a rain,
those drops of dew by the morning glory,
we don't wait no more,
as waiting for the red rose to bloom.
but,
what we do is,
we'd close the chapter
and climb to the next.
that's all for now,
thank you.
you haven't been too kind.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
hate
i hated you since that very day.
i hated every thing about you.
but most of all,
i just hate how i just can't seem to hate you,
not a single bit,
not even at all.
go.
don't walk,
if you have to stop.
don't speak,
if you can't be true.
don't come,
if you have to go.
don't stay,
if you have to leave.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Treasure
Only the dark skies would understand how shiny the bright stars are.
Only the deep waters would witness how beautiful the coral reefs are.
Let the rain feel how heartwarming a rainbow could be.
And if only just the bright sky could feel the warmth of the sun;the serenity of the white clouds,
Then let it just be that way.
For be it that only the beauty of nature,
And only He would understand what is felt.
By the heart.