so long

You will soar across the sky

Free of sin with nothing to fear

Like an eagle you will rise

And your faith will be your wings

Dec 22’05

no name

In order to conquer death, we must die.

The only way to kill time is love

For all our wounds to heal, we cry

And everything else is in the hands of God.

Dec 2’05

beast within

I am a beast, a beast within

Too many dark secrets inside of me

Seemingly strong but weak

 

I’ve come this far to have it all

But now I fall

Shattering my being in pieces

 

Too long has pain overshadowed me

And now I see

My selfishness has left me blind.

 

What is it that I want to see?

What treasure do I wish to find?

Life itself has no meaning.

 

The beast now hides in a hole

Forever in total darkness

A star never meant to be seen

nov 25’05

to see

 don’t want to die alone

Enough with the stupid lies

I want to stop, I need to escape

And see with no hatred in my eyes.

Nov 25′05

untitled

Give me your hand now

Comfort me with a smile

At your slightest touch,

I feel so light

 

I’m dying to be loved

I’m dying to be born again

When will I get out,

And taste sweet old victory?

 

I just want to escape

From this barren prison cell

Hold me in your eyes again

Break my tortured soul free

nov 22’05

death 2

I will never know my worth

My soul is too weak to even try

There’s no use of your comforting words

Because truth be told, I already died. Nov 20’05

death

When I die, will people mourn for me?

All my wasted years and lost opportunities?

As I go and fly, will my friends come and pray

For my soul to be at peace and enough strength as I go on my way?

If I was buried, will they still visit me?

Will they even remember me? Nov 18’05

there’s no use crying

[1] The world is full of ingrates, lost and insecure people who bombard other empty souls with expectations for them to live. What is the purpose of a life if they push others to be who they failed to be?

[2] As the winds of change howl once more, a lifeless face shivers and her longing intensifies as each minute passes. She stares vacantly at the happy faces of the family inside the warm house; wishing, hoping to feel even a single millisecond of the glow of happiness and sense of belongingness they have within. But like her future, that remains a dream, an illusion.

[3] There are people who, even though they have seen the light at the end of the tunnel, remain in darkness as people pass them by. People who live in the dark are not necessarily cowards who feed on hatred and revenge. They are simply confused souls who are overshadowed by pain that they feel incomplete without it. So throughout their lives, they hide in the dark and look for pain for comfort. They inflict pain not on other people but at themselves, knowing that after doing so, emptiness of the heart will become their friend. Pain is good. Pain is powerful. Darkness doesn’t always mean evil. Sometimes, it is the light that frightens us most, knowing that when we bask in the light and people follow, we can never go back. 

 sept 5′05

love

..pushes the soul to the limits, to the extremes, and it is there that we find beauty.

..is never without pain, never without suffering, never without risks. Yet it will never be love if it had no indelible moments of joy.

..is not a matter of holding on or letting go; it’s a leap of faith and the strength to carry on no matter what the situation just for someone other than yourself.

..is more than a kiss; it’s about sharing yourself and all that you are.

..is keeping the faith alive even after the world loses hope. It is the vestige of God’s divine spirit beneath our humanity. July 30, 2005

cynic

I lay awake and stare in space

Devoid of love, swallowed by hate

What becomes of thy fate,

Now that pity comes too late? July 21’05