Thoughts - Borrowed or Mine

You

2009-03-10T16:29:00.000+08:00

When I close my eyes and rest my soul, my mind goes empty and sleep unfolds
The silence of the darkness, the quiet of the night
When I suddenly awake in the chill of night, my heart it quickens, my chest is tight
I know it’s late, I know I’m not at home.

Slowly then a warm envelopes my whole, it tells me hey you’re not alone
Then I hear your breath and I feel your warmth
I’ll hold your hand and feel so safe, that I can close my eyes in your embrace
To dream the dreams and rest my mind

It may be ridiculous and crazy too, but that’s just me, what am I to do
Either get some sleep or none at all
And so I got my sleep and rest, because you were there and you did your best
To do what you set out to do

There can never be words that I can pick, to say my thanks coz that’d be too quick
Without the basis or essence of meaning
There can never be enough that I can say, to tell you, I know you went out of your way
To give me the solace I needed to have

I could never give myself to anyone before; it was not required, never called for
Too many conditions and complications
You brought me to places I’ve never been and situations that I have never seen
Or ever thought I’d face

Summations will not do, because it’s you
So I will take more care, although sometimes I don’t dare
And for all that I don’t say, either tomorrow, yesterday or today
Know that it’s only because its YOU.

when we help

2008-11-17T23:49:00.003+08:00

There will be times when we feel we are misunderstood
Whether the choices we have made are bad or good
Because each one of us have varied differences
that add on to our personal experiences

One man's meat is another mans poison
No validity required, explanations or reason
Because what works for someone, may not work for another
although they could be friends, sisters or brothers

At the end of the day, you have to live with what you decide
No space for you to run and hide
But if your sacrifice will bring joy to someone dear
then you're on the right track, nothing to fear

Good begets good, yet it's easier said than done
and in times of need, even friends don't always stand as one
dare to stand out, if the reasons are right
even if you're alone, press on and fight

Lend a helping hand when you feel it is time
Your effort may not be one, that costs a dime
yet to the helpee it may be worth much more than gold
you gave them love and warmth when they are most cold

Remember that life is always played fair and square
altho sometimes we feel, that we'll never get there
and if we wait to arrive before lending a hand
we may not get to the promised land

because lifes journey is never about arrivals
but how we juggle and struggle in our survival
and help another soul as we move along
both will survive ; safe and strong

please take my hand

2008-10-22T09:58:00.003+08:00

It never sits right, to watch you turn and walk away
when there are still so many things that i want to say
yet the time never seems right, today or each of yesterday

i carry your smile in my mind and my heart, it brightens my soul
i remember your kisses and the warmth you bring, yet i am not so bold
to voice from my heart, what i have never told

you have possessed me and consumed me, over the years so silently
with your nature and freedom that i've fallen for, unconsciously
to open my eyes and feel you next to me, emotions swell, quietly

but yes, i do love you and i have always loved you, a feeling i do not understand
because up till now, relationships were never love but a necessity for my life, then
don't leave me to walk this unfamiliar road alone, please, please take my hand.......

What's missing?

2008-09-02T20:43:00.002+08:00

Comfy chairs, lovely view, cool breeze...what's missing?

You.

thinking of you

2008-08-04T20:55:00.002+08:00

Sometimes I wonder, if you think about me and smile a little
Because I do think about you and laugh
Sometimes I wonder, if you are all right and rested
Because I know how tired altho' you think you're tough

In moments when I feel that life has been harsh to me
I wonder how it has been for you
In moments when I feel that I am quietly alone
I wonder if you ever feel that way too

I carry your smile in my heart, because that's where you belong
I remember your eyes, how they warm me
Then I know I should be able to find the courage to be strong
It's how I have to make myself be

Before you fall asleep, wherever you are, give a thought here
Because even when I'm awake and busy, you are my dear
in the core of my soul
keeping me from the cold

precious memories

2008-07-21T19:58:00.003+08:00

Memories are for safe keeping, at least for a bit
Until we find a box where it would fit
In our heart and soul it will reside
Images so real, he's almost beside

These precious moments are not to share
Not even to close friends, we wouldn't dare
For fear it might erode too quickly
Before we can deal with it effectively

Why deal with it, if it brought so much joy?
Simply because such memories are not like a toy
To replay to pass time or just for fun
And chuck it aside when we all entertained and done

Precious because it's picked for the keeping
And take it out we will, when we are weeping
So that it will give us some laughter and remove the tear
And give us the courage in the angry waves of fear

Memories are mine and the only thing that I don't openly share
It's too important and it's because I care

curtain call

2008-06-15T22:34:00.002+08:00

We need to take stock of our lives now and again
Remember all the laughter and all the pain
And move on so that we are able to grow

When the time comes for curtain call
Walk dead ahead, stand straight and tall
If it has to be done, let it be done

Thoughts of Moving Forward

2008-05-23T19:33:00.004+08:00

When a person smiles and warms your heart
and his voice makes you tremble so very much
Do you wonder if this fleeting moment will last?
Is it like anyone you have known in the past?

For the many broken moments that we recall
Which is the most painful of them all?
Is it the one who got away
Or the one you have to face, day to day?

We try to move on, it's what we can only do
We don't always succeed and so, that's why we feel blue.
BUT life has to go forward, or we'll never grow
Take a step forward, take it slow

One day we will heal our wounded soul
When the ties the bind become so cold
BUT until that day, we will have to be
Different persons for different people to see

Different yet the same, how do we explain
A switch of personality, who's to blame
no one will ever have the guts to say
it's my fault, so let me pay

Let's move it along, it's nobody's fault
Its' the luck of the draw and we got caught
Make the best until a better comes along
Stay clear and press on, just be strong.

when you aren't here

2007-11-14T11:41:00.000+08:00

To know that you are not here causes more missing then

when you are here but not with me

Perhaps it's the goodbye and see you soon, but when?

that makes my heart miss the face I will not see

So I will hold on to the last words until your return

but meanwhile there is a space you've made

and until i know you're here, there will be concern

that you are safe - and so I will wait.

i miss you

2007-10-29T09:09:00.000+08:00

There can be no words to describe how much I miss you -
Simply because it's true -
Perhaps at a time when feelings are exposed
conversations and choice of words to be carefully composed

Have I done wrong, to allow me to feel
a box I have opened, broken the seal
You must be someone special, to have the key
to expose all the facets of a complicated, me.

You will never guess or ever be told
When it comes to my heart, I am not bold
I miss you, your smile, your touch
I care for you, so very much.....

Character

2007-08-15T11:27:00.000+08:00

Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet.

Only through EXPERIENCE of TRIAL & SUFFERING can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired & success achieved.

Hellen Keller

Challenges

2007-08-01T12:12:00.000+08:00

" Challenges are what makes life interesting;

Overcoming them is what makes life meaningful ."

Joshua J. Marine

you

2007-06-05T15:07:00.000+08:00

For an hour or so, I could bask in your smile,
It was a change from the pace of my life,
It's been months since I last saw you, it's been awhile,
A companion I have missed...

Two different lifestyles that crossed some time back
became a friendship shared for years
Yet these two different lives kept right on track
on what each life had to do

BUT the shared moments are what I hold close to me
For they are few because we are both too busy
There isn't anywhere else I would rather be
Than to have a cuppa with you

To forget for a while how much I am actually missing....
just to keep everything in the balance
To see you smiling, I wonder if you're right here, for me to be seeing....
if it's real, because I am

If there was a darkest secret that had to be kept
that secret would be what I feel for you

The meaning of being a friend

2007-05-18T08:16:00.000+08:00

There will be times when you spend time reflecting,
On times we shared laughter and tears
Some will bring smiles back to our faces
Others remind us of times we worried in fear

But the best of times to remember in friendship
Are the quietest moments, between 2 friends
between the worst of scandals and web of lies
A time when both need that helping hand

That is the friend we all should keep close to heart
A friend who is firm, with an unwavering stand
That even if storms blew over the teacup
She will offer you, a warm and steady hand

She will not judge, nor will she be swayed by words
But will stand her ground, the best she can
AND be that support, come hell or highwater
For you, for me, for everything sincere and true.

Health Books

2007-05-10T14:32:00.000+08:00

I found this whilst surfing the web. I found this so hilarious, just had to post it to share.....

Be careful of reading Health Books.

You may die of a misprint!

Mark Twain

Belief

2007-05-10T08:29:00.000+08:00

Believe nothing.

No matter where you read it,

Or who said it,

Even if I have said it,

Unless it agrees with your own reason

And your own common sense.

BUDDHA

Source : Dhammapada

First Blue Petal

2007-04-30T08:28:00.000+08:00

The bud just popped up one quiet day

after months of waiting for a bloom

The bud was tight with petals of blue

I knew it would open very soon

With the dawn of morning, the petals unfolded

It was the first 'stalk' of blue for me

That is success and worth the wait

To admire the petals, coloured blue, like the sea

Martin Luther King

2007-04-26T23:23:00.000+08:00

This is a very appropriate and true statement, which was shared with me by a colleague:

The ultimate measure of a man

is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience

BUT

where he stands, at times of challenge and controversy.

-martin luther king-

Unclear

2007-04-17T08:25:00.000+08:00

The view is unclear, it has been for too long

Making the vision seem to have jagged ends

The melody has ended together with the song

How could a person be so unaffected and mindless

To be lazy and unkempt with responsibilities

A life wasted in selfishness and carelessness

I blame myself for knowing and yet unseeing

For this punishment will be for some years more

There is no recourse now, at least for the time being

There is no kindness, there is too much pain

There are no more tears to cry or regrets to write

Nothing more in this relationship to gain

The blur vision of what's in my life, ahead of me

Is like this picture of the stalk of rose

A vision you know yet you cannot really see

December

2004-12-07T00:48:00.000+08:00

It's the time of the year again, where the weather cools and the reminder of yet another year passing. Time flies and soon we begin the year's madness all over again. Madness because for me, each new year brings with it a change - not that I had to change anything, but monotony is not my forte, and I want to know that I have lived my life the way I wanted it to be. I've been busy painting, and even the new splashes of color somehow fuelled my need for change, this time of year. It's not the christmas party or whatever, just the need to see something different. Perhaps I'm just quirky in that sense.
I'm a homebird, I prefer working from the comforts of my desk, my home and I wouldn't trade hanging out in a shopping complex for staying in my den. Though I do love soaking in christmas lights and colourful decorations, ribbons and trees, it brings to my mind the sadness of a less fortunate world. So christmas is not a time of joy for the deepest part of me. Perhaps I'm just a wrecked piece of work - unappreciative of the better things in life....but then it's tough to wipe my template clean from the loneliness of some. I've done my time, serving society on a paycheck and although I have good memories of those times, unnerving ones stay longer. Sometimes I want to go back, to be the hundreds that try to make a difference, yet I've lost the strength to continue there. So I do admire the social service people who come to work, day in day out, rain or shine, for years and years. I threw away my ambition and my goals in just 3 years.
So for now, I'm watching from a distance, and hoping to heal enough to perhaps go back. That is the magical question, would I? It's christmas season, and a time for giving, maybe I'll find it in me to give a little back ........soon.