Archive | January 2013

The Thing About Friendship Is That, There’s No Break Up

Meeting someone new is great, but those we have known for ages can never be replaced. When everything just seem so perfect. Slowly and unknowingly, they walked into your life, so deep you would never know.

The moment was right, the other half is just perfect, but being ready was never thought of. That one shot, one chance was given, what better deed to do than to accept? Both of you just got closer than before and miracle could happen. You snapped, you freaked, you pulled out. All you did because you were afraid.

Things just do not happen like we expect it to be. What a universal truth, we all know. Chances missed, opportunities wasted, life goes on.

But how could you forget? Perfection don’t come easy. She is a friend, your bestfriend. You prayed to God for an angel, there she was, standing in front of you. Perhaps you could hope for one more chance instead.

Time passes by, all you knew, was to give her that one-sided love. Others came to her and went – none was perfect. Still, you were there, by her side. Will she ever know?

Could this go on forever? Will you stand there and hope that no one will ever be perfect for her? What a selfish thought indeed.

As you went out of patience, you went in for an ultimatum. Of course, an ultimatum that is safe and secure. Still, you did not say how you feel.

Things went out of control, you said you wanted to leave. Then she said, “The thing about friendship is that, there’s no break up.”


Four Walls

Four walls I built, strong and solid.

They keep me safe, warm and comfy.

Worry not, of storms and disasters.

Four walls are here, strong and solid.

Thoughts and words, just like water.

Within four walls, where would they go.

Rise they be, full of solitary.

Drowned, soon be, with thoughts and words.

Retreat I wish, but just like water,

Where would I go, within these four walls.

Those four walls, strong and solid.

How I wish, there were only three.

A Little Bird; What Better Ways to Love

A little bird, innocent and pure,

Signifying her in every ways possible.

Chirp of an angel, wings of the similar.

Beauty certainly matches those of Heaven’s

What better ways to love, then to see it fly?

Knowing its flight and chirps, will not be of return.

The care, love, and passion given flew as well.

Weight of bond and fond only to lye on both shoulders.

Will she return? A question unknown.

But she flew, flew indeed, so beautifully.

Nothing more could be done,

But to see such a beauty flew with freedom and happiness.

Sad, sad indeed, not for tragedy,

But for letting love leave, such a beauty though,

Then came cold, storm and hardiness.

Yet, in the end, cured by an angelic smile as she left.

What better love could there be?

For loving a bird, and to give her freedom.

Letting go was storm, accepting was warm grace.

She flew, flew so beautifully indeed.

Oceans and Sand

He is one of the many ordinaries.

A person who does not rhyme unique.

She is the one, who is his so many specialties.

Like oceans and sand, never apart.

Oceans and sand nevertheless.

When period passes by,

He let his castle doors down,

For in need she is.

She came in waves, in waves indeed.

Just like any sandcastles, waved indeed.

Soon later, with its warmth, the sun set.

So does the warmth of the beach.

Away she went, the warm waves.

Came indeed, the cold breeze.

Sandcastles were never built again.

What, Who, Why, Where, How, even When?

What, Who, Why, Where, How, even When?

Questions posted for God.

One who believes, a theist.

One otherwise, an atheist.

Just like any substance, an existence.

Bright sunlight represents His presence.

Warmth of an orange sky represents His grace.

Presence of water represents blessings.

However, other form of liquids represents His given tests.

However also, God is a way, a law.

Atheists and theists alike, see Him.

To Hawking, the natural law of Physics,

To St. Peter, a miracle of faith.

An existence of a governing law,

A governor of all governments.

We all ask,

What, Who, Why, Where, How, even When?

The existence; the governor; Him

Names we made for God.

Given answers by allowing us to question.