Saturday, 3 August 2013

Thursday, 28 March 2013

Saturday, 17 November 2012

The Scientist






Questions of science, science and progressDo not speak as loud as my heart

But tell me you love me, come back and haunt meOh and I rush to the start


Nobody said it was easyNo one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start
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Life is always changing 
even we hoped things could stay the same, 
We take too many things for granted 
yet didn't take advantage of the beautiful thing 
while it was still there… 
till one day you wake up to find out it's gone.


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Thursday, 25 October 2012

This. Love.







Someone once said, "Where there is love, there is peace".

Isn't it because I have known pain,
that when I hold you tight, 
in the kindness of those arms remain, I felt peace? 

Once we sunk into silence and closed off our hearts;
our friendship saved us,
we imagined our future lives,
we could see the happiness,
but we couldn't see ourselves survive. 


This love eventually lost its direction. 


Rather than waiting for a miracle to come along, 
I want to hold this hand close to me. 


The power of my belief will make me strong, 


and it will set me free. 



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Saturday, 20 October 2012

poem






as long as the emotion is here,

a short phrase can sound like a poem


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Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Try. Never ask w h y .




Why do we fall in love so easy?Even when it's not right

Where there is desireThere is gonna be a flameWhere there is a flameSomeone's bound to get burned
Doesn't mean you're gonna dieYou've gotta get up and try try tryGotta get up and try try tryYou gotta get up and trytrytry.
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Thursday, 11 October 2012

forgotten. I.




I once called the name again and again and nothing called back, I learned that no matter how much you want something, how many times you scream for it, sometimes it's out of your reach_

I never did make it there_

I got lost, and ran out of energy_

I decided to stop calling out for someone who would never call back_

There are things you can't have no matter how much you want them, so it's easier to just forget about them_

so many. . . so many things I have forgotten_

yet there are a lot more that I will never forget_