What if my life turns into an outlandish dream
and my experiences become jolts of spade
What if after the rain, the twists, and the turns
there are still dark clouds and storms
waging fragments of my soul
Will my strength bring to a halt?
and my pages unfurled in the hands of tempest?
Will the rainbow emerge in heaven's cheek
and color my pages up to my last stage?
Shadows of yesteryears have been pouring me with heavy heart
My times of yore have been a stalker of flaws I was futile to depart
My weaknesses transformed me to be an easy prey
to those whose passion is to break one's heart
Shall my dream breaths its last?
Or simply perish in the hands of hopelessness
Shall I grieve over the spilled promises?
and simply fight the hopeless battle?
All of a sudden I become a villain in the story of my own creation,
My masterpiece becomes a world of condemnation
I am now who I am not
And the world of joy is no more mine to explore.
So many winter seasons, so many faces
I endured the loneliness
So many reasons, so may embraces
I have captured in the blurred picture of my soul
Now, what else is left for me? REGRET?
Those faces depart, those embraces bid adieu
Shall I cease from the illusory race?
Or go on with it until my heart and soul die its own death?
I shall rise...I shall stand...!
This is all I need... to venture what is RIGHT...
For if ever the heaven and earth selfishly takes away
the dappled in my naked eyes
My will and hope shall still persist to live
in the memories of my LOVE.
(This is my own personal-original composition- Jan. 27, 2011)
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