broke it
wrecked it
ignored it
abandoned it
this old scar bleeds..
once again...
it cuts so deep
my bleeding love
my unhealed wound...

The music is...
heart pumping
The movie is
heart wrenching
The love story is
heart breaking
The words are
heartfelt...
Take care of our heart..
so tomorrow and the day after tomorrow
It will still pumps..
It will still wrench
It will still breaks
It will still beat and make you feel...
your precious heart...

Believe me or not
When I was young
I dreamed to be an astronaut

Believe me or not
As the youngest daughter
Mom said I'd better be a female doctor

Believe me or not
When I grew older
I became passionate working as a teacher

Believe me or not
I wanted to be better
so few years later
I studied to be a lecturer..

Believe me or not
Now that I am much much older
All I wanted to do is..
just to become wiser and wiser...

This weird dream
I had last night
keep tormenting me...
How shall I ignore
this strange feelings I have..
Tossing and turning..
My bed is burning..
Staring at him lying next to me
deep in his sleep...
Should have known...
I've been sleeping with the enemy..

Whose tree is the tallest?
Whose tree is the brightest?
Whose tree has the most decorations?
Whose tree is the most impressive?
and the competition is on...
neighbors competing each other...
till the winner is announced...
They all look so aloof...
Hiding behind each back...
bragging about their trees...
sacrificing friendships...
risking relationships...
for Christmas sake...
Forget whose tree ...the best ,
whose decorations... the most stunning
the joy of Christmas is here...
in each and everyone's heart...

Satin smooth clouds
Blue... and grey...
Look up and see..
the clouds are dancing
in slow motions
getting closer each time
the clock ticks..
till it becomes one..
forming into one heavy pregnant cloud...
clouding the blue sky...
turning the color into
dark grey and darker..
almost...BLACK...
too heavy it seems...
cannot stand it any longer..
and down comes the rain..
falling not a drop or two
a heavy downpour..
to the long dried ground...
the farmers cheer
The cattle jump
the crops sway
to and fro
back and forth
in happiness...
rain is the greatest gift from
our creator...
Ameen..

Somewhere in a deserted land
Shivering in white velvety winter jacket..
Resembling the snow
Stands a kind hearted angel
A wonderful gift that god sent
Looking like a lovely snow queen

Her skin pink and white…
Amazingly sparkle while the sun hides  
Walking miles in silky white landscape
Surrounds
**.. **.. **.. Santa Rina is around…

Her heart so true and pure
Genuinely protecting all
From the evil eyes, dreadful creatures
and dark demons
With her presence I know

I'm never alone.
I open her present..
A glass horse miniature..
Thank you Santa Rina…
You have beautiful soul inside....