And thus, once again it has come,
the season of heart, season of love
as we all have come to know,
but think we have not, is it really for us?
or soon, when could we may realized that it is really...
a season of those who is dear to us.
....
Happy Valentines
source: dawn
Beyond Oneself
Who? What? Where? when? I don't know? Justification of One self need not to.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
The Dawn
Every day the sun takes as a master of heaven
Earth bows before as its shine through every point in its wake,
As the day fades into the night, once heart should not falter
But we may never know what will once dawn came…
I hope the sun will take its place once again,
To shine on what use to be Eden.
Earth bows before as its shine through every point in its wake,
As the day fades into the night, once heart should not falter
But we may never know what will once dawn came…
I hope the sun will take its place once again,
To shine on what use to be Eden.
Broken Arrow
Day by day it has gone by,
I know the target, I know the way,
I have always known it, deep inside,
but each inch, my arrow pass though
the speed it went through,
the wind it travel from, what will i find,
it seems, the goal is getting far and far,
have the arrow i shot already been broken,
would my heart reach where it should lie.
its tiring, but something tells me, it should keep going
I know the target, I know the way,
I have always known it, deep inside,
but each inch, my arrow pass though
the speed it went through,
the wind it travel from, what will i find,
it seems, the goal is getting far and far,
have the arrow i shot already been broken,
would my heart reach where it should lie.
its tiring, but something tells me, it should keep going
Saturday, January 7, 2012
The First Step...
Take the first step, you will be surprise what we can achieve,
And you will never notice we are already where we wanted to be...
The First is always the hardest, the next one can build a castle.
And you will never notice we are already where we wanted to be...
The First is always the hardest, the next one can build a castle.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Crack in the Wind
Wind in spring, wind in the summer
Every memory counts, those days…
Days to be cherish, priceless
I would never trade it anything
But as time goes by, a crack came
This crack in the wind which nobody could see
Tearing through the endless loop of uncertainty
Making each day, fells like the monsoon
Day by day, darkness is felt
Cold and heat like you never know what is.
A place where nobody wants to seek,
A place where one can’t easily get out of.
Someday I know,
Spring and summer will come again
When that time came, I hope I am ready
To cherish the wind again…
Every memory counts, those days…
Days to be cherish, priceless
I would never trade it anything
But as time goes by, a crack came
This crack in the wind which nobody could see
Tearing through the endless loop of uncertainty
Making each day, fells like the monsoon
Day by day, darkness is felt
Cold and heat like you never know what is.
A place where nobody wants to seek,
A place where one can’t easily get out of.
Someday I know,
Spring and summer will come again
When that time came, I hope I am ready
To cherish the wind again…
Tunnel
Time has gone by so past, happy days…
Yet to see the plain land of a gleaming life.
Have travel so much, have done so much
But reach not the limit, but a dark tunnel
have been in this dark tunnel for so long,
cannot see anything but guilt and anger
reasoning is meaningless as we walk though this mist
forgot not to use not our ear, but our heart
Blinded by what is happening,
Can never heard what our heart really said,
Confusion never let us be, what we want to be,
And never could accept reasoning.
I still fell, I still know,
That in the end of this dark tunnel
I will be waiting; I will still be waiting…
This heart of mine will still be waiting
Yet to see the plain land of a gleaming life.
Have travel so much, have done so much
But reach not the limit, but a dark tunnel
have been in this dark tunnel for so long,
cannot see anything but guilt and anger
reasoning is meaningless as we walk though this mist
forgot not to use not our ear, but our heart
Blinded by what is happening,
Can never heard what our heart really said,
Confusion never let us be, what we want to be,
And never could accept reasoning.
I still fell, I still know,
That in the end of this dark tunnel
I will be waiting; I will still be waiting…
This heart of mine will still be waiting
Losing a day..
What ever happens tonight,
I just want you to know,
Without you,
The world around me will never be complete...
I just want you to know,
Without you,
The world around me will never be complete...
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