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Saturday, 06 February 2010

  • White Lace.

    White lace, free falling from the sky.
    Arranging your pattern on my head.
    My eyelashes catch your mystery.
    Caressing my cheek, you slide down.. Down.. Down...

    Breathing you in,
    I taste your sweetness,
    You icy-coldness.
    Your pain..
    And your pleasure.

    I remember our memories
    Far off in a distance.
    Black and bitten,
    Sin and sadness.

    Red lips, stained with lipstick,
    And bleeding..Hearts.
    Face washed clean,
    With more than tears.

    Ssssself and sssssssseduction.
    Heels and happiness.
    Skin and senses.
    Sense and senseless.

    Mmm.. White lace
    Free falling.
    You've blurred those nights..
    Mmm...Scintillate my senses once again.
    But let's dance a different dance, shall we?
    I'm changing the tunes.

Friday, 29 January 2010

  • One Only Sees Clearly With The Heart.

    It amazes me how your smile never used to stop fazing me.
    Now I look beyond you to who you really are.

    A little prince once told me that you risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.

    I never thought a time would arrive
    When?
    I would allow myself;
    A smidgeon
    Of a tear.

    A little boy once told me that you risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.

    "Language is the source of misunderstandings."

    "Where are the people?" resumed the little prince at last. "It's a little lonely in the desert..."
    "It is lonely when you're among people, too," said the snake.

    I caught sight of her throwing herself off a mountain.
    She fell.
    She got up.
    She climbed back up the mountain.
    She threw herself off the mountain again.
    Tears.
    Falling from her eyes.

    "What are you doing?" I whispered.
    "Falling," she breathed."
    "Why are you falling?" I asked, confused.
    "To stop the pain from falling."

    You risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.
    Watch me, I'm running free.

    "And when you're consoled (everyone is eventually consoled), you'll be glad you've known me. You'll always be my friend. You'll feel like laughing with me. And you'll open your windows sometimes just for the fun of it... And your friends will be amazed to see you laughing while you're looking up at the sky. Then you'll tell them, 'Yes, it's the stars. They always make me laugh!"




Wednesday, 27 January 2010

  • The Road Less Travelled.

    How long do you need a crutch before you carry on?
    How much of a handicap will you make yourself?
    How far do you need to run before you realise that you didn't need it to begin with?
    How hot do you need to feel before you're comfortable with yourself?

    Stop playing those games.
    Pause. Don't screw yourself again.

Saturday, 19 September 2009

  • God is.

    You know how people say, "God is good?"
    They are wrong. God is SO MUCH better than merely, "good."

    He is indescribably Awesome, Amazing and Great.












    Thank You for everything, Lord. I am nothing without You. I love Your peace, Your comfort, Your guidance, Your love, and Your blessings. They are abundant. I love You.

Friday, 31 July 2009

  • Recent events have got me pondering about whether one is truly happy or just merely satisfied with one's life. Two people may have very similar lives yet one person may say they are happy, and another, just satisfied. What constitutes towards their different views? Is one of them a hard person to please or is the other simply ignorant?
    Let's start with the definition of happiness. Happiness, according to Dictionary.com, is:
    1.the quality or state of being happy.
    2.good fortune, pleasure, contentment and joy.

    All of the above are simple to understand. But let's dig a little deeper, shall we?
    And since I'm on the debate of happiness versus satisfaction, let's look into the definition of contentment.
    Contentment is defined as, "The state of being contented; satisfaction."
    I don't know about you, but I am not convinced that contentment equates to happiness.
    Can we honestly say that just because we are content, we are happy?
    I could get eat fast food and be content. But happiness would be eating something I love, like Indian food.
    Same definitions, completely different feelings.

    As we go about our days, in our pre-scheduled, regime centered lives, can we honestly stop, and take comfort in knowing that we are happy? Are we happy doing what we're doing, going where we're going, living our lives, and being one of ...everybody? Or are we merely satisfied that we're "doin' just fine" so we're thus, undeniably "happy?"

    Is working your 9-5, eating your Hokien Mee, and meeting the same old poeple you meet everyday making you happy? Is the relationship you're in, whether with yourself or somebody else, giving you joy? Have you ever felt pangs of loneliness, weariness or even emptiness when you're taken away from the hustle and bustle of life?
    Are you merely just satisifed with your life or are you truly able to pull yourself out of your perfunctory actions and be able to relax, indulge and savour your happiness? Or is all that you do, a cover up till you find what sets you afire?

    Think about it. Then, let me know.

    Peace.



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