Thursday, July 27, 2006
We Fall in Love
We fall in love once or twice in our life,
Or even more with our minds,
We sometimes lose the one's we love
Or they break our hearts,
When they leave us and take away their love.
But love will always be back to woo our hearts,
And make us fall in love again.
Like the sunset of the afternoon waking up,
To the sunrise of the next day.
Love always returns brighter and lovelier.
If it may not, memories will always be there,
To remind you of love you once had.
Forever it will stay in your heart,
Like the sweet scent of flowers and fresh fruits.
Like the sweet raindrops of a rainy day or a sweet gentle kiss.
Or even more with our minds,
We sometimes lose the one's we love
Or they break our hearts,
When they leave us and take away their love.
But love will always be back to woo our hearts,
And make us fall in love again.
Like the sunset of the afternoon waking up,
To the sunrise of the next day.
Love always returns brighter and lovelier.
If it may not, memories will always be there,
To remind you of love you once had.
Forever it will stay in your heart,
Like the sweet scent of flowers and fresh fruits.
Like the sweet raindrops of a rainy day or a sweet gentle kiss.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Darkness to Light
If I don't see You 
let all the shadows
covering your face
go away...
extinguished,
blown away....
and light shine over you
lighting the darkness...

let all the shadows
covering your face
go away...
extinguished,
blown away....
and light shine over you
lighting the darkness...
Rain Pouring
I woke up this morning
with the rain pouring outside my door.
The sky cloudy and dark
like a lonesome day breaking in,
As if it would be slow and melancholic.
The soft wind blew quietly between the senses,
Like soft whispers saying there would be a gloomy day.
The fall of the raindrops on the concrete pavement,
drenched it wet and soaked.
As I stepped on a puddle of water,
a cool splash of it clung to my skin.
The raindrops continued to drip outside my window,
and the tweeting of the birds I could hear;
Like they were singing a song for the rainy day,
Or chatting about the grayness of it all.
A sweet and relaxing rest it would be, perhaps,
If you may, if you would,
Fancy to take one today.
Good day...
with the rain pouring outside my door.
The sky cloudy and dark
like a lonesome day breaking in,
As if it would be slow and melancholic.
The soft wind blew quietly between the senses,
Like soft whispers saying there would be a gloomy day.
The fall of the raindrops on the concrete pavement,
drenched it wet and soaked.
As I stepped on a puddle of water,
a cool splash of it clung to my skin.
The raindrops continued to drip outside my window,
and the tweeting of the birds I could hear;
Like they were singing a song for the rainy day,
Or chatting about the grayness of it all.
A sweet and relaxing rest it would be, perhaps,
If you may, if you would,
Fancy to take one today.
Good day...
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Good Eve and Good Nyt
Good eve.
I hope to the heavens
That your night would be warm,
Even when the rain is pouring down.
I wish to the night sky
That your sleep would be nice,
With the sweetest of dreams
To relax your mind.
Good night.
I hope to the heavens
That your night would be warm,
Even when the rain is pouring down.
I wish to the night sky
That your sleep would be nice,
With the sweetest of dreams
To relax your mind.
Good night.



