There will come a day
When the ruins of your heart
Will be revisited and admired
A time when your beauty
Is seen in what remains
And especially a time,
When all your strengths are gathered
So that you are not only healed...
Rebuilt
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 6:18 AM UTC
You have had your heart broken more than once,
Just as you have had fallen in love more than once...
And even when it's very likely that the cycle will repeat itself
Sometime in the future,
Remember that what can break a heart can fix it
And what goes through a painful ending can go back
To a beautiful beginning.
And whether you've given up on love
Learned to re-define love in a less dramatic way
Or looked at relationships in a more realistic way,
Debunked Maslow's hierarchy of needs by putting love at the tip of the triangle;
And when you watch those soppy movies you pretend to just laugh at how the cheesiness can never work in the real world!
The truth is that, there is always....always
A soft side of you willing to unleash itself,
To take the leap of faith.
To love boldly.
When and if only true love gives you that moment.
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 5:46 AM UTC
But I'm not giving you my heart
I take the blame for the feelings I caught
We'll never be...
No it's just not a feasible reality
I was falling but you weren't
I didn't ask you to catch me
I fly and flap my wings
For into the wind the feelings will vanish
Said I love you
But never asked you to love me back
Didn't beg, regardless it's real, it's also difficult
Didn't long for the two-way street
Reciprocation is out of question
Offer's off the table, no risk, no bet
Never laid anything on it to begin with
Hold myself responsible, it's my heart
The feelings are mine, and mine to handle
You don't do anything,
Coz I won't do anything
Stay right where you are, I've a path to follow
Just letting you know,
Letting you see, leaving you be
And Letting you go...
To the arms where you rightfully belong
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
we could've had it all back then
we could've enjoyed every single moment we were together
Knowing it would never happen again
we could've just chilled instead of getting all worked up
over things that would never happen anyway
we could've made those nights full of love
those arguments that shouldn't have been given room for
the debates that were indeed so unnecessary
if only we never talked about the future
we could've saved ourselves from all the nasty feelings
the tug of war, the clashes between our beliefs
the twist and turns of our conflicting views
if only we never talked about the future
then maybe that nothing could have been something..
that we are both happy to reminisce about
knowing we didn't lead each other on
knowing there was never going to be 'us' in the future
knowing that time was our only time
then we could've loved us the best way we could possible
instead of arguing about the hows, wheres, and whys
instead of getting so consumed over the
what ifs and what it should be
or how it should be
if only we never talked about the future
then today, we would have been still friends...
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 8:48 AM UTC
been happening too frequently
lately,
when i close my eyes and then i see
a new beginning of you and me
it's not the usual home we had
you remember we were the ones you call home
Sunrays, porch, smell of coffee
breeze blowin' , birds chirpin', picture perfect
a beautiful lake, our names you call without fail
No one's missing, a portrait we only had a few
in the here and now, only your memories remain...
i used to fear the dreams about you
because the end of it is a painful sorrow
lately when i close my eyes and then i see
these new memories i now hold dear
there is a world out there
where our times are endless, smiles too many
laughter's no longer a medicine
but a way of life we can embrace
future reality blends in with dreams
and it's all i can have for now
holding back the tears till the day comes
i will love the nights and lullabye
for i no longer face tomorrow with sorrow
'coz the next day, and yes the next day
might just be the day for these dreams to come true....
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 7:18 AM UTC
Not only once or twice
We’ve been this crossroads of
not knowing what we are
Or maybe we do but why the forwards and backwards?
Baby are you not feeling the motion?
Don’t know if I can still take..
The hot and cold ,in or out, the yes and no
There’s a seed of misery that’s about to sprout
panic attack , ready hang on!
Timelapse, I feel like throwing up
Or is it just me?
You turn me around and around
This carousel of feelings you put me through
My world is spinning, there is no stopping
Time lapse I feel like throwing up
Or is it just me?
Wipe my sick before tears starts coming out
This game is making me dizzy
I need a pill or maybe just your word
Should we throw a dice, and lay all the cards now?
Is it just me? Do you feel it too?
Swirling, whirling, what about my heartbeat?
This wasn’t the case when we first met,
Your stares set me onto a non-stop twirl
And baby this ride ain’t fun anymore.
Don’t know if I can still take..
The hot and cold ,in or out, the yes and no
There’s a seed of misery that’s about to sprout
panic attack, ready hang on!
Timelapse, I feel like throwing up
Or is it just me?
You turn me around and around
This carousel of feelings you put me through
My world is spinning, there is no stopping
Time lapse I feel like throwing up
throwing up ..throwing up..
your love's a hurricane.....
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 6:11 AM UTC
Of change, of freedom, of being different
Of trying again, of losing and of what’s not permanent
Of breaking the rules, of crushing the taboo
Of creating a ripple, of invading the status quo
Of resisting lures of fantasy, of facing the ugly reality
Of switching, of stepping out to the unknown
Of endings, of starting over … on your own
Of struggles, of risks, of gamble
Of the obscure, the unsure and of failure
Of loving, of being loved and of losing
Of dreaming big, of fame, of compliments
Of connection, and yet of solitude
Of having to let go, of having to do it again
Of being brave, of being fearless
Of the past,
Of the present,
Of the future
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 8:00 AM UTC
This drop in the ocean
I want to put into words,
Hope the wind will listen
As it carries them to the sky…
My silent prayer, only the heart can utter
For the events can’t be undone
Even a miracle can’t turn them around
You have moved on, and have given your heart
To someone not me, she could be your ‘one’
I want to wish you well…
And pray that you be happy…
But this silent prayer contradicts the message.
You cannot be happier, not when it’s not with me.
It’s selfish, I know.. Hence the silence
But this silent prayer, is my only friend
In deaf ears may fall and work in your favor.
I’d still want to whisper and hope you’ll realize..
That in her arms, you will still remember me
And in her laugh, it’s my face you see…
I say you look good together…
Tell everyone, you are better off with her.
Your dreams will come true; with her there are no barricades
But hypocrisy is my craft, you don’t have to know
That in my silent prayer, I am your loving traitor
Betraying the joy you want, wanting that joy to be with me
In silent prayer I can be selfish, envious and jealous
That in someone else’s love, you found solace.
My Hearer may just understand, I hope He will
Or punishment I’ll bear for as long as my heart longs
For you…the one person
My silent prayer’s only subject.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 10:01 AM UTC
the crazy things you do for love....
the funny things you say when you're in-love...
the stupid things you create for love...
the enemies you conquer with love?
the friends you lose for love...
the stuffs you buy for love...
the stuffs you sell for love...
the treasures you bargain for love...
the things you give up for love...
the things you gain from love...
the new you because of love...
...and what you become when you lose that love...
and what you will be when you find love..
Again...
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 7:28 AM UTC
The road back to you is full of thorns
every step is a pierce through my skin
soles bleed from the sharp edges of my agony
wounds that time hasn't healed yet
and its pus cry out 'for how long?'
The road back to you is full of thorns
and I am still made of eggshells
crushed each time i roll back in
which is why this road is a road
that i should travel back no more
The road back to you is full of thorns
but it calls me even with memories i no longer welcome
my footsteps can lead to many other roads
but your arrow is a test of how much I've recovered
and so I go...
The road back to you is full of thorns
but i know one day the thorns will hurt me no more
and your familiar signs could lure me no more..
with my new compass, thanks but, No thanks!
No longer barefoot, no longer on foot
[Recalculating... Turn right]
a road that my GPS system won't even recognize
because the road back to you is full of thorns
Abandoned, Uninhabited, Untraceable
In fact, it's a road no More...
Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 3:17 AM UTC