An Inspiring Quote February 25, 2009

 

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

Mark Twain

 

This quote somehow reminded me about the story of a woman whom I share significant part of my life with. She told me that she has always wanted to be a fashion designer since young. I can see the burning passion, the sparks on her eyes, every time she is done with one piece. Her works are really fine, although she has never taken any formal education in fashion. Too bad nobody supports her mentally and financially. With additional pressure from her surrounding, she has then spent her life in a mediocre way: study, find a job, get married, be a housewife. Wasting away her talent. It is a sad story indeed and I don’t want to see another tragedy happens. I DON’T WANNA SEE MY LIFE WASTED!

 

-burning with passion-

The Golden Apple February 24, 2009

It was a fine day in Eden

Eve walked around the center of the garden

Tempted as she saw the divine fruit

“Oh dear, how I always long for thee”

So she picked some and ate it with Adam

 

I wonder how they led their lives before they tasted

The far-fetched golden apple

The forbidden fruit of wisdom and knowledge

 

Did they ever see the world in destruction?

Did they ever worry about their lives?

Did they ever feel sad and cry alone?

 

It was a fine day in Eden

The Lord visited them in the afternoon

To find them hiding among the trees

And fell under the trap of serpent

That they shall leave the Garden of Eden

 

I wonder how our lives will be if they never ate

The far-fetched golden apple

The forbidden fruit of wisdom and knowledge

 

Will there be hunger, droughts and children dying?

Will there be wars between human beings?

Will there be broken hearts and broken homes?

In Your Silence February 21, 2009

 

The world has witnessed million deaths and we will face it ourselves one day. Yet the mystery behind death remains unknown and we keep asking the rhetorical question whether life after death does exist once a soul departs from the flesh. Curious I have always been. Sad I have always been to witness the deaths of my loved ones. That’s how the poem below is inspired after.

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In Your Silence

 

 

There you are

Without a breath

Without a soul

 

Here I am

Wishing that you would come into my dream one night

To calm the major storm in me

To tell me that you are alright

 

Would you like to tell me the freedom from the earthly fleshy bars?

That you are embarking on an exciting journey ahead

So I would no longer be sad

 

There you are

In your silence

In your stillness

 

Here I am

Wishing that I could reach your soul to let you know

That you are always in my heart

Even without your presence here

 

Would you like to tell me the life beyond the grounded wooden box?

That you are happy living in your dreams and sweet memories

So I would no longer worry

Captivated February 18, 2009

You come with your shirt tucked

You put your stuff in order

Before you grab your morning coffee

A simple guy that every girl would adore

 

And here I stand in awe

As you walk pass by

Captivated

 

You notice me one day

You begin to talk to me

Carry the conversation quite well

Get me interested with all your stories

 

And here I stand in awe

As you give that smile

Captivated

 

You are a gentleman

That respects me from head to toe

You surprise me by telling the truth

That you feel the same way too

 

And here I stand in awe

As you stand by me

Captivated

 

Oh I am captivated

Oh you are captivated

A Monkey Song on Valentine’s Day February 14, 2009

This is a short (and silly sounding) song that came into my brain out of nowhere during a midnight walk on Valentine’s Day:

 

 

the monkey walks around

the monkey walks around

to find a hidden corner

to sit and laze around

 

(sing it twice)

 

 

Should I record it so I can still remember this song years and years later? =P

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Anyway,  happy Valentine’s Day!

Spend today with your loved ones! =)

A Park Story

 

It was a park, high on a hill

Green and shadowy it seemed

The journey began there

 

He took her there to have a talk

A supper of bread, tuna and biscuits

And he couldn’t stop the tickles in his heart

The trees and the stars were the witnesses

 

He took her there after a fight

Apologized for the mistake he made

And he realized how much he loves her

The trees and the stars were the witnesses

 

It was a park, high on a hill

Green and shadowy it seemed

The journey of ups and downs

 

He took her there on her birthday

With the cake he baked and her gifts

And he asked the one question he had

The trees and the stars were the witnesses

 

He took her there after a long day

Shared the intimate moments till dawn

And he wished the love to be everlasting

The trees and the stars were the witnesses

 

It was a park, high on a hill

Green and shadowy it seemed

The journey did not end there

Cry out February 2, 2009

I am blind and lost

Like the dusts swept by a whirlwind

I am blind and lost

As if the world shuts down and stops

 

Would somebody guide me

And help me out of the labyrinth?

 

I am blind and lost

Like the sands stirred by the sea waves

I am blind and lost

As if a big storm traps me in

 

Would somebody guide me

And help me out of the labyrinth?

 

I cry out in fear

So you can hear me

I reach out my hands

So you can save me