Sunday, February 20, 2005

Joy of love
Like the flowers
Down below
Blooms fast
Withers as well
Will it really last
If made artificial?

Pain of love
By-product?
Or just an 'un-detachable' part?
Like ash after a fire
And thorns on a rose
Will time really take the thorns away
Or more ash is here to stay?

Empitiness
Feeling lost
Heart has been removed
All is gone
The sun has set
Will it ever rise once more

Hope
Believing
Wanting more
Half empty?
Half full?
What is your thought?


Rong Zan will be leaving on wednesday for a year to taiwan, bringing lots of laughter away from Singapore, and from S26. But he will be back, even lamer, even stronger, even more surprising. Lets all give him our blessings and wait in anticipation for his return. =)

Dorothy is jealous? I actually do not know. But i think i have made my ah ma unhappy... That is very very bad... She is so good to me, treats me so well, and i only know how to make her upset. Somehow, it may seem that i have never put her in first place, but i know that she belongs in another sector of my heart, away from the rest of my friends, isolated, looked upon differently, loved... Just as Song is in yet another sector. I know it is very unfair to her to treat her differently and yet not as my most important person. I also do not know what i can do or should do.. What a dilema...

Yuwen was late for an hour, yet i was not mad. Sometimes i wonder, why do i treat some people so differently from others?

Recently, so many adverts have popped up in my life: "Eunice is here, go grab the latest!" And all because i made a comment that i was getting more interested to know her.

Dear Lord,
Watch over all the important people in my life; keep them safe; keep them loved; keep them close to me in heart and soul.
Amen

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Time
An essence of life
An ever on-going entity
Never stops for anyone
Never yields to one's desires

Time
Moving on into the future
People gradually getting older
Wounds close and heal

But are all wounds such as this?
Are all wounds able to heal?
Pain becomes such a habit,
Hurt no longer feels

Escaping, evading, denying, leaving?
Does time really heal all wounds?
Or is it just a facade
To lift the guilt off one's shoulders

Monday, February 07, 2005

Dreams are my reality
Dreams never leaves me be
Dreams of thoughts
Dreams of desires
Dreams of her, my heart fires
Dreams i know not what they mean
Dreams upon which i wish

Running away
Away from me
Chasing i started
Gave up later
She will come back
But yet she didn't
Now wherever i turn
I see her ribbon
Never held her close enough
Never gave her room to roam
Now that she is gone
Alone i feel once more.....