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Silent Sanctuary Jul 2016
Life is a continuous matter of common observation. It enables us to realize, that each one of us, is a vivid and complex mortal living an epic story. One that carries on and on invisibly around you, like an anthill sprawling deep underground with several elaborate passageways to thousands of lives that you won’t have the chance to know.

As time passes us by, we can’t help the rushing flow of frightening responsibilities coming through our way. As a result, we tend to focus more on these perennially problematic things, instead of looking at the bigger picture, which hinders us from exploring the beautifully intricate world we live in. However, as human beings, even if we choose to neglect these duties and just start enjoying the moments we have to explore this diverse environment, we’d always be afraid of what’s going to happen next, or the consequences of our actions to the unknown future. It can’t be helped, as we are all fear mongering creatures, crippled by uncertainties that may never happen and not even affect us at all.    

Despite our poor condition as temporary mortals in this world, we must always keep in mind that we exist in this universe to see our world unfold on its own beyond our imagination. To be risky enough to find our own adventure to keep us sane from the struggles we face in life, to see beyond barriers that others find to be a simple dead end, to draw things you love close to empower you to do the best of what you can with your abilities, and to find your true purpose in this life to be able to feel alive with zeal and vigor. That, to me, that is the true meaning and quintessence of life.
Silent Sanctuary Jul 2016
Hello. How have you been?
It's been a while since we've talked
Do you still remember me?
Maybe not. But can you spare me some of your time?

I want to keep it short, and so do you.
Time passed by so fast and I've forgotten what made us fall apart.
Maybe you still remember, but I don't.
Please forgive me for forgetting so quickly.

I can only assume what has taken place,
But I can never be fully right

Time might be a factor,
Leaving us busy with all our endeavors,
Meeting new people along the way,
And forgetting me and others that have been pages in your previous chapters.

Or maybe a feud,
Tearing us apart with bitter hearts,
Poisonous tongues matched with sharp words.
Killing us whole and erasing every cherished memory.

Whatever the cause of our unfortunate falling apart,
Leaving us to just be a page in  certain chapters of your life,
I hope we're worth remembering.

I'm sorry to  consume some of your time, But I shall leave you now in peace,
Knowing that my unsent letters and messages have been finally delivered personally.
A letter to my dearest friends around the globe. PBL.
Silent Sanctuary Apr 2016
Have a little faith
Have a little patience
Sit tight and he might come round the block

Have a nice chit-chat
Have a cup of tea
Is this what awaits thee?

Pretend you're awake
Pretend you're ever nonchalant
Until you're slapped by truth

He won't come
He doesn't love you
What have you been waiting for?

Nothing was ever mutual
And you were tranced
Tranced into false pretense
Silent Sanctuary Nov 2015
Was there a beginning of something?
Or just hints of plausible fragmented chaotic ends?
Maybe they were there like pieces of cracked nothings,
But perhaps not - like endless cosmic scends.  

As your red lips curved near the crinkles of your cheeks,
Everything came to a dull gray blur.
My heart did beat as if you're the one it seeks,
And I couldn't help but feel weak with sudden anxiety and amour.

You've produced a crevice inside a forgotten vessel,
Leaving fear instead of the usual nonchalance.
Dreaming that I rest in your unearthly cradle,
Where I'll lay beneath death and living without constant balance.
Silent Sanctuary Jul 2015
We live in an age where people patronize technology,
Where criticisms exist beneath deafening reticence,
Where every truth needs to be re-examined,
And where life itself is falling on its foundations and hinges.

Beliefs and opinions are held back just for a sense of inclusion,
Letting every genuine trail of truth left behind and ignored.
And yet people wonder, why is this generation filled with delusion?
The only answer is, the loss of connection with Christ alone.

Many of us call ourselves true believers,
But when it comes to actions, the appropriate term might be barbarians.
More often than not, we only practice sanctity inside the church;
And as the mass ends, we come back to our own sordid worlds.

We are indeed sinners in different twisted ways,
Corrupted by evil, and thus to Him we go astray.
Yet, He continues to shower us with eternal love and forgiveness,
And waits patiently for us to greet him in turn with thanks, and praise.

Indeed His love for us - His children - is eternal and unconditional,
That even if we are in nature imperfect,
In His eyes, we are nothing but absolute beauty.
For we are created in His own image, liking, and serenity.
A project for a class.
Silent Sanctuary Jun 2015
Sunshine and cheer you brought to my life,
Yet I'm still too blind in the dark.
Willing to accept yet continually refusing,
Your appealing grace and magnificence.

Forgive me if I often push you away,
You're just too pleasant to be present in my reality.
You bring out the best and worst in me,
But I accept the challenge you bring.

I hope it's not yet too late,
Even if you're already slowly straying away.
But if it is ill gotten faith destiny has in store,
I'm willing to accept the overwhelming darkness once more.
A letter to a friend of mine
Silent Sanctuary Apr 2015
I was rather naive when I first understood pain.
It was never about crying for accidental scars,
Nor wishes that ended up all in vain.
Instead, it was all about our hearts going places in sparse.

He was a cloud nothing more nothing less.
Appearing to have a mysterious guise,
Yet all was a facade hiding sheets of misguiding finesse.
Nothing but a deceitful layer of lies.

We were both strangers meeting in a virtual world,
Where everything bears a different truth and lie.
Sharing memories no one could ever unfold,
And knowing that all we could do is laugh and sigh.

I told myself a million times to never fall for him
But after several conversations after midnight,
All I could do is be happy and smile lovingly at the moonlight's dim.
By that, I knew I was ******* and there's a heart I have to fight.

I've tried so hard but I always end up in defeat.
I did the worst thing imaginable which is to confess.
And indeed it was the worst for everything turned into *******.
Our conversations ended, and I was very much in deep madness.

Several years have gone past,
Yet I still can't forget completely.
That our story which was definitely meant to last
Went wrong and now gone into oblivion, silently.

I don't really blame the cloud,
For it was my fault to fall and enjoy its company.
It was great to know it finally but not too proud,
Since the pain it caused me is far too imaginable and less lovely.

My heart was torn into pieces I wouldn't ever think of,
But I learned several lessons that gave me more wisdom.
We need not to cry over pain for our tears are diamonds and better off -
Very precious that no one deserves to shed in our physical kingdom.
A pain felt from a thousand miles yet cannot be freed. In sights of distant lights seeking truth yet concealed.
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