Such a beauty to behold and such a pain to unfold, love may be so cruel, but it can also be a fuel. deep within us, we always wanted to be longed for and in one way to belong...
We all try to know and understand the reason for what we do and will try to do. but at certain points in life, there are certain people that affect our lives. in one way or the other, we should try to be more careful of what we do and perhaps what we speak of...
it may be a bit foolish but as it unfolds it finds a perfect reason to have it a point in itself
a poet always find itself. a way to unfold the beauty it has possesswe find it in ourselves but never in our own actualizations....
but thanks to you i found the beauty of raising my pen... a beauty it is to once again write the thoughts that have been in slumber
Showing posts with label Johan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Johan. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Student
STUDENT
~Johan~
So much to be,
so much to see,
but what is there for me?
everything is near,
everything i fear,
what is there to hear?
All the things are ending,
all the fears are passing,
why am i standing?
panting through lines,
cramming through the deadlines,
but what is mine?
rushing with everything,
trying through something,
and ends up with nothing.
~Johan~
So much to be,
so much to see,
but what is there for me?
everything is near,
everything i fear,
what is there to hear?
All the things are ending,
all the fears are passing,
why am i standing?
panting through lines,
cramming through the deadlines,
but what is mine?
rushing with everything,
trying through something,
and ends up with nothing.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
My Friend
MY FRIEND
~Johan~
My friend
How I miss the sound of your sweet tender voice
Oh, how I seek to find that part of me, but what is my choice?
Oh, how I miss the times we laugh, until the time we begin to cough
My friend I longed to unite our bond, to the time we see a pond
Such is the warmth of your smile to an extent I end up in a pile.
The greatest pain that I ever have, is losing the one I love.
~Johan~
My friend
How I miss the sound of your sweet tender voice
Oh, how I seek to find that part of me, but what is my choice?
Oh, how I miss the times we laugh, until the time we begin to cough
My friend I longed to unite our bond, to the time we see a pond
Such is the warmth of your smile to an extent I end up in a pile.
The greatest pain that I ever have, is losing the one I love.
