they say you hear the mermaids sing,
or even sounds of the waves rushing in...
when she put that sea shell to her ear,
she could faintly make out sorrow whisperings...
the empty shell tells secrets none would understand
a hermit crab once lived there homeless yet content.
grains of sand left scratches on the walls, writing without a pen
written lyrics of dolphins who sang tunes of what they meant.
hollow shells whisper loudest,
silent tears speaks the most words.
just by sitting 2 inches away meant too much,
but still not enough to mend the shell...
nor the broken heart.
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, December 15, 2008
a written scroll
she could have seen it coming, when they named themselves romeo and juliet,
it was her knight, saving her from sorrow.
finally she thought she could live happily ever after,
romeo and juliet never did, they died to live forever.
what went wrong she wondered?
flashes of his words came into her mind.
he said, wait for me, dont leave me...
she said, i'll wait for you no matter what happens.
she forgot to ask him to not leave her when he did.
the months were short, it was less than half a year. just a mere few months, it was too short, she kisses her hp everytime before pressing the send button, wishing somehow he receives the kiss she sent along with her smses.
she had all the time to plan adventures. but no time to explore them.
they still could, but whats the point when it takes off half part of the plan?
its too short she says, way too short together.
if life is so short, what if they'll never survive pass tomorrow?
what if she'll die regreting not going on a roller coaster with him?
cause obviously she's not regretting for being on long distance for him.
however she might regret, not being with him earlier.
cause the time is too short, she lives for today and not think about tomorrow.
what went wrong?
nothing in the world is perfect but juliet sees perfection differently.
it was the feeling she felt, having him close to her.
her definition of perfection isnt the gifts he gave, it says the way their topics clicked in neverending wave.
it says how their hands fit, the way it communicates without words. how a simple hand to hold says so much more than it.
sometimes it tells her "i love u so much". sometimes it tells her "i wanna hold your hand till every single one of my hair turns grey". sometimes when he moves his thumb a lil it means "hey, is everything okay?" sometimes when his fingers twitch, it says "what a happy day this is". sometimes when his fingers tickles her palm it tells her he has a smile on his face. a squeeze on the hand sometimes means "don worry, everything will be okay" and it gives so much support. now the only thing she fears, is that she wont get to hold that hand anymore.
her definition of perfection shows when he does funny faces to the baby girl on the next table at dinner. it reminds her of what she did yesterday at the mall, to the baby in the stroller.
her definition of perfection says how she's always cold. how he's always warm, it warms her from head to toe.
her difinition of perfection says how they always say the same things at the same second after finishing up each other's sentences.
her definition of perfection says how she hates it when he knows she's up to something.
her definition of perfection shows when a simple hug from him made every problem in the world alot less harder to manage.
and how she blushes at times though she hates to admit it.
her definition of perfection says how her heart cant beat any slower when he has his hands around her waist. that tickle in her heart, no magic can erase.
her definition of perfection says the random smses and *pops*, that made her smile when her day is coloured in grey.
she wants her own career but...
to her nothing is more important than her own family. the same goes to her future family.
she doesnt mind if she doesnt earn alot. as long as she knows she has her family's support.
maybe she's a girl, its ok to have that thought. maybe if she's a guy, she'd put career and others further up the spot.
it is what he did, or at least he said he's doing. perhaps a better wife is what he needs in his future.
she understands it all, its just her own heart now.
the ocasional thoughts is what breaks her mental support.
it was great, she didnt want anything better. she did her best, she didnt want them to suffer.
she can never hate him, cause her love was too strong. however she wished she did, at least she could fall asleep on pillows that are dry...
she already had his all, simply by knowing where his heart lies.
to brush his teeth first thing in the morning, made her feel she'll wake up with a minty surprise.
its for her to decide, what exactly is his all. maybe if she did much more, he'll know he had her all.
she might cry now and smile later, but she knows it'll always be a smile. cause nobody can make her laugh, except her baby bear.
all the 20 years she smiled, finally the laugh was there.
the laughther turned to tears in a zap, there was no in between...
if turning back time leave me still with my sorrow, i guess it'll still be better. at least my heart that was once a 1, is better than now 0. it turned from a 1 to a 9.9 one shot. then it was cut from 9 to 0. all she wants is a rate higher than the original 1. its ok if its not a 9 or 10, she doesnt mind a 2 if its at least better than 1.
running away from problems is what she see actually.
there's nothing she can do, if this is what makes him happier you see.
its what makes his life way more easier.
i guess she's no longer the candy he prefers.
the things he says, the way he thinks, it was so different from the smses she once receive. did he change? he said no. did his heart change? he said no. did his way of showing love change then? i don really think so.
so what changed she wondered? but her mind was too tired.
all along she was waiting for a ship that never came. staring at the oceans with only a thought that says "he'll be back, he said he would". and that thought alone was enough to kept her alive waiting by the ocean shores. the ship never came, she got a note sealed in a bottle. it floated towards her, it says "dont wait, dont bother". it says "my ship is wrecked, to stay afloat it cant carry alot. i took my family, studies, career, health, travels, friends and so much more on board."
life will treat her better, if she lets it be. whatever it is she will never again put in her all, for fear once again she'll fall. to mend her heart, there can only be one way. that one way is not for him to stay for now. that one way happens when her happy ending arrives somehow.
the story can only have 1 prince 1 princess 1 knight, and another plain cottage girl, sewing late till night. i guess its not up to her, who decides who is who....
i dont know what else she can do
p/s: i love u
it was her knight, saving her from sorrow.
finally she thought she could live happily ever after,
romeo and juliet never did, they died to live forever.
what went wrong she wondered?
flashes of his words came into her mind.
he said, wait for me, dont leave me...
she said, i'll wait for you no matter what happens.
she forgot to ask him to not leave her when he did.
the months were short, it was less than half a year. just a mere few months, it was too short, she kisses her hp everytime before pressing the send button, wishing somehow he receives the kiss she sent along with her smses.
she had all the time to plan adventures. but no time to explore them.
they still could, but whats the point when it takes off half part of the plan?
its too short she says, way too short together.
if life is so short, what if they'll never survive pass tomorrow?
what if she'll die regreting not going on a roller coaster with him?
cause obviously she's not regretting for being on long distance for him.
however she might regret, not being with him earlier.
cause the time is too short, she lives for today and not think about tomorrow.
what went wrong?
nothing in the world is perfect but juliet sees perfection differently.
it was the feeling she felt, having him close to her.
her definition of perfection isnt the gifts he gave, it says the way their topics clicked in neverending wave.
it says how their hands fit, the way it communicates without words. how a simple hand to hold says so much more than it.
sometimes it tells her "i love u so much". sometimes it tells her "i wanna hold your hand till every single one of my hair turns grey". sometimes when he moves his thumb a lil it means "hey, is everything okay?" sometimes when his fingers twitch, it says "what a happy day this is". sometimes when his fingers tickles her palm it tells her he has a smile on his face. a squeeze on the hand sometimes means "don worry, everything will be okay" and it gives so much support. now the only thing she fears, is that she wont get to hold that hand anymore.
her definition of perfection shows when he does funny faces to the baby girl on the next table at dinner. it reminds her of what she did yesterday at the mall, to the baby in the stroller.
her definition of perfection says how she's always cold. how he's always warm, it warms her from head to toe.
her difinition of perfection says how they always say the same things at the same second after finishing up each other's sentences.
her definition of perfection says how she hates it when he knows she's up to something.
her definition of perfection shows when a simple hug from him made every problem in the world alot less harder to manage.
and how she blushes at times though she hates to admit it.
her definition of perfection says how her heart cant beat any slower when he has his hands around her waist. that tickle in her heart, no magic can erase.
her definition of perfection says the random smses and *pops*, that made her smile when her day is coloured in grey.
she wants her own career but...
to her nothing is more important than her own family. the same goes to her future family.
she doesnt mind if she doesnt earn alot. as long as she knows she has her family's support.
maybe she's a girl, its ok to have that thought. maybe if she's a guy, she'd put career and others further up the spot.
it is what he did, or at least he said he's doing. perhaps a better wife is what he needs in his future.
she understands it all, its just her own heart now.
the ocasional thoughts is what breaks her mental support.
it was great, she didnt want anything better. she did her best, she didnt want them to suffer.
she can never hate him, cause her love was too strong. however she wished she did, at least she could fall asleep on pillows that are dry...
she already had his all, simply by knowing where his heart lies.
to brush his teeth first thing in the morning, made her feel she'll wake up with a minty surprise.
its for her to decide, what exactly is his all. maybe if she did much more, he'll know he had her all.
she might cry now and smile later, but she knows it'll always be a smile. cause nobody can make her laugh, except her baby bear.
all the 20 years she smiled, finally the laugh was there.
the laughther turned to tears in a zap, there was no in between...
if turning back time leave me still with my sorrow, i guess it'll still be better. at least my heart that was once a 1, is better than now 0. it turned from a 1 to a 9.9 one shot. then it was cut from 9 to 0. all she wants is a rate higher than the original 1. its ok if its not a 9 or 10, she doesnt mind a 2 if its at least better than 1.
running away from problems is what she see actually.
there's nothing she can do, if this is what makes him happier you see.
its what makes his life way more easier.
i guess she's no longer the candy he prefers.
the things he says, the way he thinks, it was so different from the smses she once receive. did he change? he said no. did his heart change? he said no. did his way of showing love change then? i don really think so.
so what changed she wondered? but her mind was too tired.
all along she was waiting for a ship that never came. staring at the oceans with only a thought that says "he'll be back, he said he would". and that thought alone was enough to kept her alive waiting by the ocean shores. the ship never came, she got a note sealed in a bottle. it floated towards her, it says "dont wait, dont bother". it says "my ship is wrecked, to stay afloat it cant carry alot. i took my family, studies, career, health, travels, friends and so much more on board."
life will treat her better, if she lets it be. whatever it is she will never again put in her all, for fear once again she'll fall. to mend her heart, there can only be one way. that one way is not for him to stay for now. that one way happens when her happy ending arrives somehow.
the story can only have 1 prince 1 princess 1 knight, and another plain cottage girl, sewing late till night. i guess its not up to her, who decides who is who....
i dont know what else she can do
p/s: i love u
Sunday, December 14, 2008
*scribble scribble*
weeds be part of the roads in life
doors and pathways are for us to find
different paths lay different things
notice the tiny ones, what give what brings
go south they say, but my heart craves for north
sometimes u hear, follow your heart, that's wrong.
remains of it turns into dust and ashes
mind body heart and soul speaks for words that clashes
none of the red is sweet when its blood
dancing under the rain with roses in cotton candy flood
meanings in life, what do they mean?
offering mysteries and roads i cant see
how i longed for a fairy tale to be
bad things has to happen though no villians in script
my path is uncertain, let alone my life
looking at it now makes me doubt and wonder
very often i was struck by thunder
living that life, where does it lead to?
feeling that warmth, do i still have a cold spot?
is this how it'l be? will i walk, fly or fall?
ill always be building a shield frm now
over it all in case i fall
everything lies in the hands of me
underneath beautiful stars, the bright sun and...... uncertainty
doors and pathways are for us to find
different paths lay different things
notice the tiny ones, what give what brings
go south they say, but my heart craves for north
sometimes u hear, follow your heart, that's wrong.
remains of it turns into dust and ashes
mind body heart and soul speaks for words that clashes
none of the red is sweet when its blood
dancing under the rain with roses in cotton candy flood
meanings in life, what do they mean?
offering mysteries and roads i cant see
how i longed for a fairy tale to be
bad things has to happen though no villians in script
my path is uncertain, let alone my life
looking at it now makes me doubt and wonder
very often i was struck by thunder
living that life, where does it lead to?
feeling that warmth, do i still have a cold spot?
is this how it'l be? will i walk, fly or fall?
ill always be building a shield frm now
over it all in case i fall
everything lies in the hands of me
underneath beautiful stars, the bright sun and...... uncertainty
Monday, November 24, 2008
Girls are better - thats the title ==)
stay strong girl,
you're not the attention seeking girl you see
you're no weakling you are what you are
you use to be tough, and now you still are
dig it up girl dig it up..
lets not give up its just defeated.
all you need is to gather your own army.
they say to make love, not war, what do you think?
you buy your own shoes damit fight your own fears.
you reach out for your own napkin damit wipe your own tears.
you write your own songs damit sing it yourself.
you earn your own money damit spend it yourself.
you design your own bags damit catwalk your own stage.
cause nobody will write your diary for you, its your own page...
kill it before it kills you,
sacrifices are made only for the best of these 2.
why the hell should the weakling lose
when she build her own shield too.
giddy up girl giddy up now...
run with the wind you're your own horse now.
shake it up girl now shake it up...
dance to the music its all you have now.
make your own swords cause there aint no prince.
slay your own dragon and be your own king.
cause after the dragon you have the midgets,
the goblins the wolves the monsters and things.
you were captured and you cant sit in the cage and cry
while wait for people to save you you might not survive.
why do stories show girls so weak and helpless.
and wait for the knight, when they might not come and help us.
cant they save themselves? its just some freakin cage.
pick the lock (girl) you have manicured long nails.
sneak pass the guards (girl), you tip toe better cause you wear high heels.
knock the guards out (girl), cause you can kick them in the balls.
run through the jungle (girl) cause you can squeeze under the trees that fall.
if he can do it, you can do better.
you're not born with it, so you have to do some extra homework.
get your own grades so you dont need tuition.
you have your own company, you are your own twin
you have your own courage, you're destined to win
you have your own life, you live it your way
you have your own dreams, you fight for it everyday.
you have your own nightmares, fight against it lah
you have your own support, confidence and style.
you're your own you, no one can replace you
cause im stronger!! than yesterday.
and nothing aint gonna stand in my way.
cause im fiercer!! than yesterday.
i'l bite your head of if you're annoying my day.
cause im tougher!! than yesterday.
hit me right in my face and then you'll pay.
cause im more courageous!! than yesterday.
cause i RAWR my way through my journey.
i dont care if people fear me
cause i know deep inside who's that girl in me.
im not that fragile. cause cracks wont break me.
im not that brittle, cause the sides wont snap.
i not that stupid, cause i can do so much better.
im not that naive, cause i've grown up to be greater.
i've been through hell, n im aiming for heaven.
i'll want my own wings and a halo to tell them
i can be my own angel, though its not a guardian one.
i can be my own knight, though its a female one.
i can be my own driver, though its a small car.
i can be my own person, i dont care who you are!!!!!
you're not the attention seeking girl you see
you're no weakling you are what you are
you use to be tough, and now you still are
dig it up girl dig it up..
lets not give up its just defeated.
all you need is to gather your own army.
they say to make love, not war, what do you think?
you buy your own shoes damit fight your own fears.
you reach out for your own napkin damit wipe your own tears.
you write your own songs damit sing it yourself.
you earn your own money damit spend it yourself.
you design your own bags damit catwalk your own stage.
cause nobody will write your diary for you, its your own page...
kill it before it kills you,
sacrifices are made only for the best of these 2.
why the hell should the weakling lose
when she build her own shield too.
giddy up girl giddy up now...
run with the wind you're your own horse now.
shake it up girl now shake it up...
dance to the music its all you have now.
make your own swords cause there aint no prince.
slay your own dragon and be your own king.
cause after the dragon you have the midgets,
the goblins the wolves the monsters and things.
you were captured and you cant sit in the cage and cry
while wait for people to save you you might not survive.
why do stories show girls so weak and helpless.
and wait for the knight, when they might not come and help us.
cant they save themselves? its just some freakin cage.
pick the lock (girl) you have manicured long nails.
sneak pass the guards (girl), you tip toe better cause you wear high heels.
knock the guards out (girl), cause you can kick them in the balls.
run through the jungle (girl) cause you can squeeze under the trees that fall.
if he can do it, you can do better.
you're not born with it, so you have to do some extra homework.
get your own grades so you dont need tuition.
you have your own company, you are your own twin
you have your own courage, you're destined to win
you have your own life, you live it your way
you have your own dreams, you fight for it everyday.
you have your own nightmares, fight against it lah
you have your own support, confidence and style.
you're your own you, no one can replace you
cause im stronger!! than yesterday.
and nothing aint gonna stand in my way.
cause im fiercer!! than yesterday.
i'l bite your head of if you're annoying my day.
cause im tougher!! than yesterday.
hit me right in my face and then you'll pay.
cause im more courageous!! than yesterday.
cause i RAWR my way through my journey.
i dont care if people fear me
cause i know deep inside who's that girl in me.
im not that fragile. cause cracks wont break me.
im not that brittle, cause the sides wont snap.
i not that stupid, cause i can do so much better.
im not that naive, cause i've grown up to be greater.
i've been through hell, n im aiming for heaven.
i'll want my own wings and a halo to tell them
i can be my own angel, though its not a guardian one.
i can be my own knight, though its a female one.
i can be my own driver, though its a small car.
i can be my own person, i dont care who you are!!!!!
i wrote a new song ==) they're jumbled up. the long ones are the verse. the short ones are the bridge. the middle lenght ones are the chorus the last one is the ending verse. ==D repeat the chorus yourself. lol...
Monday, September 22, 2008
Ahhh!! *floats on clouds sorrounded by love bubbles*
We were in school when I first saw you
I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm sitting there
in the car with you and the stars
See the cats,
hear the laughter
that echoed
I see you make your way through the car seats
And close my eyes
Little did I know
That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles
And i was saying how my pebbles arent as high as yours
And I was sitting on the stones
Picking more pebbles for you, and I said
Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be all yours, no more sneaking on the phone
You'll be the prince and I'll be your princess
It's a love story cubby just say yes
So I sneak out into your car to see you
We keep quiet cause we're dead if he knew
So what the hell
Wanna kiss you for a little while
Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter
And my mommy said stay away dont play with fire
But you were everything to me
I was losing my mind, don't go, and I said
Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be all yours, no more sneaking on the phone
You'll be the prince and I'll be your princess
It's a love story cubby just say yes
Romeo save me, im trapped between whats fake whats real
This choice is difficult, but i know,
My heart is yours
We'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story cubbby just say yes
Oh oh,
I got tired of waiting
Wondering if you were ever coming closer
finally i broke the line
When lips met i knew i'll never regret, and I said
Romeo save me I've never been so in loved
I was waiting for you but you never come
This is in my heart, I don't care what they think
He held my hand 跟我在,一起吧!
Be with me Juliet you'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I want to know
We'd be on our own, we'll grow old together
It's a love story baby just say yes
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this is when i knew how much i love you
I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm sitting there
in the car with you and the stars
See the cats,
hear the laughter
that echoed
I see you make your way through the car seats
And close my eyes
Little did I know
That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles
And i was saying how my pebbles arent as high as yours
And I was sitting on the stones
Picking more pebbles for you, and I said
Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be all yours, no more sneaking on the phone
You'll be the prince and I'll be your princess
It's a love story cubby just say yes
So I sneak out into your car to see you
We keep quiet cause we're dead if he knew
So what the hell
Wanna kiss you for a little while
Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter
And my mommy said stay away dont play with fire
But you were everything to me
I was losing my mind, don't go, and I said
Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be all yours, no more sneaking on the phone
You'll be the prince and I'll be your princess
It's a love story cubby just say yes
Romeo save me, im trapped between whats fake whats real
This choice is difficult, but i know,
My heart is yours
We'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story cubbby just say yes
Oh oh,
I got tired of waiting
Wondering if you were ever coming closer
finally i broke the line
When lips met i knew i'll never regret, and I said
Romeo save me I've never been so in loved
I was waiting for you but you never come
This is in my heart, I don't care what they think
He held my hand 跟我在,一起吧!
Be with me Juliet you'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I want to know
We'd be on our own, we'll grow old together
It's a love story baby just say yes
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this is when i knew how much i love you
Sunday, August 3, 2008
it all happened on a wednesday
it all happened on a wednesday
the day 2 hearts are free to fly
free to roam the worlds of each other
worlds so different and yet hearts unite.
the ying and the yang, as what they call it
the only thing it takes is to realize.
it all happened on a wednesday
the day the drugs took effects on me
it was sour and sore and messy and sweet
somehow you're stuck between everything
all you want then, is a shoulder who speaks.
a hand to hold, a body to hug, a life to live, a sin it is.
the sin turned out to be the solution after all
now its no longer a sin, this drug that im taking
just the feeling the addictiveness stays the same.
it all happened on a wednesday
the quill inks down the chapters
a magical quill on everlasting scrolls
and ink that never fades
it all happened on a wednesday
it came so fast u had to go
exactly 7 weeks i still remember
but all i can think of is why not a day later?
it was foolish of me to think it was peasy
until it strikes the war of emotions
the mind, the heart, the body, the soul
missing, aching, tired and cold
there was nothing i can do,
who asked me to fall so hard for you.
it all happened on a wednesday
exactly 20 weeks away from me
20 weeks of no hands to hold
20 weeks of no hugs to hold
20 weeks of no warm laughters
20 weeks of no pockets to hide my fingers when they're cold
it all happened on a wednesday
when the 20 weeks of torture ends
it was the best gift i've ever got,
a person to spend my world with
a treat for a month, 32 days to be exact
it ended in just a zap
it all happened on a wednesday
it felt just like february the 13th
the day i start to count
all i wanna say is, to thank a special person
to split my torture into two
the second half will just be 17 weeks,
i believe it'll be faster than the first
thanks for everything, the love u gave
thanks for the treat, i had the best birthday in my life
thanks for being with me till the end
thanks for the trips, the places we go
thanks for the warmth, everytime im cold
thanks for being there, it means so much to me
thanks for the box of colourful candies
thanks for walking down the road with me
thanks for sharing a life with me
thanks for the happiness you gave me
thanks for giving me a thing to treasure
thanks for everything. i love u my dear.
16 or 17 weeks left to count
should be easier compared to the first half
3 4 weeks less means a lot
until the day, i choose to be strong
as i wait for more wednesdays to come
the day 2 hearts are free to fly
free to roam the worlds of each other
worlds so different and yet hearts unite.
the ying and the yang, as what they call it
the only thing it takes is to realize.
it all happened on a wednesday
the day the drugs took effects on me
it was sour and sore and messy and sweet
somehow you're stuck between everything
all you want then, is a shoulder who speaks.
a hand to hold, a body to hug, a life to live, a sin it is.
the sin turned out to be the solution after all
now its no longer a sin, this drug that im taking
just the feeling the addictiveness stays the same.
it all happened on a wednesday
the quill inks down the chapters
a magical quill on everlasting scrolls
and ink that never fades
it all happened on a wednesday
it came so fast u had to go
exactly 7 weeks i still remember
but all i can think of is why not a day later?
it was foolish of me to think it was peasy
until it strikes the war of emotions
the mind, the heart, the body, the soul
missing, aching, tired and cold
there was nothing i can do,
who asked me to fall so hard for you.
it all happened on a wednesday
exactly 20 weeks away from me
20 weeks of no hands to hold
20 weeks of no hugs to hold
20 weeks of no warm laughters
20 weeks of no pockets to hide my fingers when they're cold
it all happened on a wednesday
when the 20 weeks of torture ends
it was the best gift i've ever got,
a person to spend my world with
a treat for a month, 32 days to be exact
it ended in just a zap
it all happened on a wednesday
it felt just like february the 13th
the day i start to count
all i wanna say is, to thank a special person
to split my torture into two
the second half will just be 17 weeks,
i believe it'll be faster than the first
thanks for everything, the love u gave
thanks for the treat, i had the best birthday in my life
thanks for being with me till the end
thanks for the trips, the places we go
thanks for the warmth, everytime im cold
thanks for being there, it means so much to me
thanks for the box of colourful candies
thanks for walking down the road with me
thanks for sharing a life with me
thanks for the happiness you gave me
thanks for giving me a thing to treasure
thanks for everything. i love u my dear.
16 or 17 weeks left to count
should be easier compared to the first half
3 4 weeks less means a lot
until the day, i choose to be strong
as i wait for more wednesdays to come
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