i say goodbye to you
because i love you
you are such a treasure
a gem
that glows so bright
every time
I say goodbye to you
because i am grateful
you bring me
comfort
smiles to my weary days
often and again
i say goodbye to you
because I remember you
in my stormy ocean
a buoy
you kept me afloat
without fail
i say goodbye to you
because it's the last thing
I can say
goodbye
heavy on my lips
heavier unsaid
i say goodbye to you
because i release you
of the responsibilities
yourself
you shoulder
me
thank you
thank you very much
you lived your life
for me
now leave
for you
i say goodbye to you
because i love you
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Sunday, November 15, 2009
it used to be years ahead
it used to be years ahead
now i am counting days
minutes
moments
it used to be years ahead
how quickly they passed
heartbeats
breaths
it used to be years ahead
i know where they went
joyous
fulfilled
not enough
not nearly enough
more
much much more
it used to be years ahead
not anymore
the future is now
use it
say it
do it
it used to be years ahead
now i am counting days
minutes
moments
now i am counting days
minutes
moments
it used to be years ahead
how quickly they passed
heartbeats
breaths
it used to be years ahead
i know where they went
joyous
fulfilled
not enough
not nearly enough
more
much much more
it used to be years ahead
not anymore
the future is now
use it
say it
do it
it used to be years ahead
now i am counting days
minutes
moments
Thursday, November 12, 2009
what's on your mind
what's on your mind
you cast your eyes
far ahead
into the horizon
lost in your thoughts
are you thinking of me
of the times we shared
together
are you thinking of me
of the times we spent
apart
are you thinking of me
the reality of time
passing quickly by
my time
counting down
slowing down
winding down
are you thinking of me
making up
time
now
i think not of the past
i am in the present
of each wave
that crashes on the shore
of each breeze
that brushes past my face
of each stroke
of your hand comforting me
of each moment
that i share with you
here and now
of each breath
that i take
of each sight
that i see
of each heartbeat
that i feel
alive
loved
what's on your mind
you cast your eyes
far ahead
into the horizon
you cast your eyes
far ahead
into the horizon
lost in your thoughts
are you thinking of me
of the times we shared
together
are you thinking of me
of the times we spent
apart
are you thinking of me
the reality of time
passing quickly by
my time
counting down
slowing down
winding down
are you thinking of me
making up
time
now
i think not of the past
i am in the present
of each wave
that crashes on the shore
of each breeze
that brushes past my face
of each stroke
of your hand comforting me
of each moment
that i share with you
here and now
of each breath
that i take
of each sight
that i see
of each heartbeat
that i feel
alive
loved
what's on your mind
you cast your eyes
far ahead
into the horizon
we were here once
we were here once
many years ago
do you remember
you didn't wait
you didn't think
your heart fearless
your spirit free
we are here now
today, this morning
remember
this moment
you run from the waves
you hesitate
fear in your eyes
your spirit dampened
i am beside you
as i was beside you
those many years ago
holding you gently
telling you
not be afraid
as I'm telling you now
don't be afraid
I'm here
holding you still
we were here once
many years ago
do you remember
I do
I will
many years ago
do you remember
you didn't wait
you didn't think
your heart fearless
your spirit free
we are here now
today, this morning
remember
this moment
you run from the waves
you hesitate
fear in your eyes
your spirit dampened
i am beside you
as i was beside you
those many years ago
holding you gently
telling you
not be afraid
as I'm telling you now
don't be afraid
I'm here
holding you still
we were here once
many years ago
do you remember
I do
I will
maybe tomorrow
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
a lone flower
hangin by a thread
hanging by a thread
waiting for time
a bud
a full bloom
then done
i fall off
I fear not
I have had
my time
my glory
proud and beautiful
my prime
peaked and admired
I regret not
not a minute
cut short
robbed
unfulfilled
to have had
this time
my moment
to share
to contribute
a life
to participate
to have had
this time
to enjoy
while it lasts
as i breathe my last
as i sense my time
approaching
its end
I live
hence I do not mind
this time of waiting
for release
to be free
of the threads
to life
hanging by a thread
waiting for time
waiting for time
a bud
a full bloom
then done
i fall off
I fear not
I have had
my time
my glory
proud and beautiful
my prime
peaked and admired
I regret not
not a minute
cut short
robbed
unfulfilled
to have had
this time
my moment
to share
to contribute
a life
to participate
to have had
this time
to enjoy
while it lasts
as i breathe my last
as i sense my time
approaching
its end
I live
hence I do not mind
this time of waiting
for release
to be free
of the threads
to life
hanging by a thread
waiting for time
thanks for sharing
it's a bit crowded in here
or you're a little too close
but here we are
side by side
next to each other
we might as well
grow
together
and enjoy the sunshine
that falls on this plot of ours
you could want more space
i could sway to the left
or right
you could push me off
dominate me
take over this soil
i stand on
but you didn't
you took comfort
in my presence
you took joy
in my company
you offered me
a place to lean on
side by side
next to each other
we are all we have
for each other
here
in our tiny plot
of soil
to plant our tiny roots
not in the least concern
that
it's a bit crowded in here
or you're a little too close
but here we are
side by side
next to each other
we might as well
grow
together
and enjoy the sunshine
that falls on this plot of ours
you could want more space
i could sway to the left
or right
you could push me off
dominate me
take over this soil
i stand on
but you didn't
you took comfort
in my presence
you took joy
in my company
you offered me
a place to lean on
side by side
next to each other
we are all we have
for each other
here
in our tiny plot
of soil
to plant our tiny roots
not in the least concern
that
it's a bit crowded in here
Sunday, October 25, 2009
poem to my mother
what it is to love
wholly
completelyunconditionally
the way you love
me, us, and even
the outsider in needfrom you i learn to accept
children
as they are
for you believe
the baggage they carry
they got it from the adults
and you take them in
faults, problems and all
from you I learn to believe
that even when the worst days hit me
the good days will balance up
the pain, the tears
with joys and smiles
from you i learn to be gentle
for life is sometimes hard enough
and a gentle touch
that shows care, concern
is much more useful
and needed
from you i learn to be humble
because there is no place
for pride that hurt
and ego that attack
and that i am no less a person
for the humility that i display
from you i learn to be proud
for there is no shame in poverty
that i can still hold my head up high
and reach for the stars
and dream the impossible dream
from you i learn to be responsible
that duty is sometimes not a choice
and that having taken up that responsibility
i see it through
no matter what the price
because you took responsibility for me
i never had to suffer the irresponsibility of others
from you I learn to live
as rightly as i strive to give
of myself
to want but not deprive others
to share but not give up all i have
to contribute because this life
is not just about me
but about life and living
all these and more
from you
i learn
Saturday, October 17, 2009
there is a death today
there is a death today
a funeral to attend
not anyone i know
not really
not anyone i've met
not personally
there is a death today
a life has ended
the family mourned
i think
the adults at least
not really
a life has ended
the drama has not
the past lingers
in present
anger
hurt
bitterness
blame
the dead lies
awaiting
his journey
to conclude
the last farewell
an act
of togetherness
a show of family
tears and cries
horns and drums
to play out
to an audience
the slow last parade
of dead and mourners
even as the credit falls
there is a death today
a funeral to attend
not anyone i know
not really
not anyone i've met
not personally
a funeral to attend
not anyone i know
not really
not anyone i've met
not personally
there is a death today
a life has ended
the family mourned
i think
the adults at least
not really
a life has ended
the drama has not
the past lingers
in present
anger
hurt
bitterness
blame
the dead lies
awaiting
his journey
to conclude
the last farewell
an act
of togetherness
a show of family
tears and cries
horns and drums
to play out
to an audience
the slow last parade
of dead and mourners
even as the credit falls
there is a death today
a funeral to attend
not anyone i know
not really
not anyone i've met
not personally
today
today
is a day
tomorrow
it will be
yesterday
soon
it will be
one day
some time ago
erm...that day
remember when
but today
is a day
i spent with you
and that makes
today
count
it makes
the one days
the some time agos
the erm...that days
the remember whens
not just any day
but a day
I spent
with you
today is
just one day
tomorrow it will be
yesterday
is a day
tomorrow
it will be
yesterday
soon
it will be
one day
some time ago
erm...that day
remember when
but today
is a day
i spent with you
and that makes
today
count
it makes
the one days
the some time agos
the erm...that days
the remember whens
not just any day
but a day
I spent
with you
today is
just one day
tomorrow it will be
yesterday
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
to be so loved
to be so loved
is but a small compensation
for the love
you showered me
unsurpassed
many many folds
unmatched
undemanded
your soulful eyes
never clouded
clear as you look
radiating kindness
devotion
a love
undiluted
uncompromised
your touch
ever so gentle
you connect
you communicate
softly
affectionately
meaningfully
your selfless gift to me
a treasure
i cherish
a keepsake
with utmost gratitude
i hold close to my heart
knowing full well
never able to return
equal to
the love i received
thus far
only able to utter
to you
to be so loved
is but a small compensation
for the love
you showered me.
is but a small compensation
for the love
you showered me
unsurpassed
many many folds
unmatched
undemanded
your soulful eyes
never clouded
clear as you look
radiating kindness
devotion
a love
undiluted
uncompromised
your touch
ever so gentle
you connect
you communicate
softly
affectionately
meaningfully
your selfless gift to me
a treasure
i cherish
a keepsake
with utmost gratitude
i hold close to my heart
knowing full well
never able to return
equal to
the love i received
thus far
only able to utter
to you
to be so loved
is but a small compensation
for the love
you showered me.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I am not done crying
i am not done crying
but i am not rushing it either
how quickly i take for granted
the joys i had
how quickly reality knocks me
on my head
and DEATH stares coldly
at my face
eyeball to eyeball
choking the gasp
escaping my throat
unlocking the wells
of tears flowing freely
uncontrollably
unashamedly
publicly
lost
defeated
all strength ebbed
drained
dreams of a time
spent at leisure
fast forwarded
the future now sooner
DEATH
his calling card
a somber reminder
that LIFE
is an eggshell
falling off the edge
catch it
live it
i
can
still
enjoy
a treasured LIFE
measured in days
in moments
in memories
etched and digitized
even as i breathe
i am not done crying
but i'm not rushing it either
but i am not rushing it either
how quickly i take for granted
the joys i had
how quickly reality knocks me
on my head
and DEATH stares coldly
at my face
eyeball to eyeball
choking the gasp
escaping my throat
unlocking the wells
of tears flowing freely
uncontrollably
unashamedly
publicly
lost
defeated
all strength ebbed
drained
dreams of a time
spent at leisure
fast forwarded
the future now sooner
DEATH
his calling card
a somber reminder
that LIFE
is an eggshell
falling off the edge
catch it
live it
i
can
still
enjoy
a treasured LIFE
measured in days
in moments
in memories
etched and digitized
even as i breathe
i am not done crying
but i'm not rushing it either
Saturday, October 10, 2009
the door is not yet closed
the door is not yet closed
is your journey complete
questions
many questions
haunt me
taunt me
for answers
I don't have
scenes play out
over and over
again and again
what was
what could have been
what ifs
guilt
anger
repeat
as if
in repetition
my broken dreams
my shattered heart
restored
i'm torn
shredded
desperate
to silence
the screaming heart
to fill that bottomless void
searching
looking
wondering
is your journey complete
my door is not yet closed.
is your journey complete
questions
many questions
haunt me
taunt me
for answers
I don't have
scenes play out
over and over
again and again
what was
what could have been
what ifs
guilt
anger
repeat
as if
in repetition
my broken dreams
my shattered heart
restored
i'm torn
shredded
desperate
to silence
the screaming heart
to fill that bottomless void
searching
looking
wondering
is your journey complete
my door is not yet closed.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
present imperfect
i live not in the past
in the present
i thrive
to laugh with the wind
to bend in the rain
to smile at the sun
to dance with the moon
i mind not
the tear
in the fabric
of my soul
i fear not
the wound
that pierces
i welcome
the assault
for only
in the face
of such a trespass
I surpass
myself
standing tall
pride intact
present
imperfect
i accept
i live not in the past
in the present
i thrive
i pause but not quite still
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
let me walk
let me walk
barefoot
in the grass
so that i would
not
be afraid
of what's beneath my feet
let me stand
alone
on tables and chairs
so that i see
the difference
from where i stand
let me smell
what's cooking
in the kitchen
so that i am
no stranger
to what i eat
let me touch
the thorny rose
so that i learn
the pain
of my act
let me taste
what scrunches
up my face
so that i grow up
not
on MacD's
alone
in my young life
let me learn
not to be afraid
of things
unfamiliar
unknown
instead
let me learn
how
i need be afraid
on
my own
let me walk
barefoot
in the grass
so that i would
not
be afraid
of what's beneath my feet
barefoot
in the grass
so that i would
not
be afraid
of what's beneath my feet
let me stand
alone
on tables and chairs
so that i see
the difference
from where i stand
let me smell
what's cooking
in the kitchen
so that i am
no stranger
to what i eat
let me touch
the thorny rose
so that i learn
the pain
of my act
let me taste
what scrunches
up my face
so that i grow up
not
on MacD's
alone
in my young life
let me learn
not to be afraid
of things
unfamiliar
unknown
instead
let me learn
how
i need be afraid
on
my own
let me walk
barefoot
in the grass
so that i would
not
be afraid
of what's beneath my feet
i stumble
i stumble
i fall
but i will
pick myself up
again
i cry
i wail
but i will
stop when i am
done
i run
i bleed
but i will
dust off the dirt
and run
again
i play
i fight
but we will
sooner than you think
be friends
again
don't stop me
stumbling
falling
crying
wailing
running
bleeding
fighting
playing
cos i'm a child
i will play
i must play
with one another
with each other
i stumble
i fall
but i will
pick myself up
again
If I tell you
if i tell you
i am angry
at you
for force feeding me
will you listen to me
if i tell you
i am not happy
at being
left alone with the tv
will you listen to me
if i tell you
i am scared
of the uncle
down the street
will you listen to me
if i tell you
i am in love
with the girl next door
will you listen to me
will you listen to me
an angry child
an unhappy child
a scared child
a child in love
and believe
if i tell you
when i tell you
will you listen to me
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
how much more fun
how much more fun
can life's roller coaster ride
be
when you can get off
when you want
the thrills
the adrenalin rush
the exhilarating
wheezing
screams
screeching
up and down
round and round
upside down
over and over
zipping through
the tracks
the cracks
of a life
gone
stale
the spills
a love lost
unrecoverable
a trust shattered
splintered
vows unfulfilled
emptied
promises forgotten
elapsed
dreams washed out
faded
tangled in life's
many broken strings
knotted
intertwined
inescapable
trapped
how much more fun
can life's roller coaster ride
be
when you can get off
when you want
can life's roller coaster ride
be
when you can get off
when you want
the thrills
the adrenalin rush
the exhilarating
wheezing
screams
screeching
up and down
round and round
upside down
over and over
zipping through
the tracks
the cracks
of a life
gone
stale
the spills
a love lost
unrecoverable
a trust shattered
splintered
vows unfulfilled
emptied
promises forgotten
elapsed
dreams washed out
faded
tangled in life's
many broken strings
knotted
intertwined
inescapable
trapped
how much more fun
can life's roller coaster ride
be
when you can get off
when you want
Monday, September 14, 2009
there was a boy
if i look like
the dragonfly stayed very very still
i am red
be still
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
we can't be more different
where am I going
my being here is not by chance
if being seen by you
think me not
what use is an eye that does not see
through the shroud of darkness
a silence
look at yourself
your present
take me where you will
are you open
i saw a butterfly
are you looking at me?
in this corner
the breeze blew
i lay the future in your hands
i lay the future in your hands
the past is long gone
the present shames me
the future is yours to right
the wrongs we did
the guilt we carry
the excuses we've given
for far too long
the future is yours to right
what i did not
could not
do
i lay the future in your hands
one kiss
i come a landing
hey there
to be in the light
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
i'm here of my own free will
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