It’s amazing how the people we love
The crazy people we love
The annoying people we love
And the loveable people we love
Make us laugh so hard
Make us rave so mad
Make us do so bad and
Make us cry so sad
But yet they always remain “the people we love”
Because those moments of laughter are priceless and worth the time
Because those moments of madness are worth the crime
And because all the sadness could never amount to
The reality of being alone in this cold world
This is Love, on a GOOD day...
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Fading...
Today you said something...well you wrote something... and the text hasn’t faded
Its still right here in my mind’s eye, it keeps appearing
It makes me mad, sad and hurt at the same time, but mostly makes me weary
I have tried, and I try...now all I try to do is talk on your terms
And now even on your terms, you get triggered so easy
Simple questions deserving simple answers turn into sour thoughts
I’m now almost sure that there is only one thing left to say...which I know you won’t
Its unfortunate but I may just take a cue and fade out
Not because I want to, but because I have to
May be other experiences are what dragged you to this point
Its unfortunate a good thing will pay the price
I stopped being anxious a while ago because I was sure you were gone
Its not like me to give up so I keep around and now even that
Seems so irritating and tiresome for you
Clearly there is only one thing left to say which I know you won’t
Its unfortunate but I may just take a cue and fade out
The words in me impede my sleep therefore I write
Nothing to sadden you or get you thinking
Just the daunting thoughts of an inner self
Wishing things will just not be shelved because
too often good stuff rot on shelf...
and just when we are so ready to have them
they are gone...
Its still right here in my mind’s eye, it keeps appearing
It makes me mad, sad and hurt at the same time, but mostly makes me weary
I have tried, and I try...now all I try to do is talk on your terms
And now even on your terms, you get triggered so easy
Simple questions deserving simple answers turn into sour thoughts
I’m now almost sure that there is only one thing left to say...which I know you won’t
Its unfortunate but I may just take a cue and fade out
Not because I want to, but because I have to
May be other experiences are what dragged you to this point
Its unfortunate a good thing will pay the price
I stopped being anxious a while ago because I was sure you were gone
Its not like me to give up so I keep around and now even that
Seems so irritating and tiresome for you
Clearly there is only one thing left to say which I know you won’t
Its unfortunate but I may just take a cue and fade out
The words in me impede my sleep therefore I write
Nothing to sadden you or get you thinking
Just the daunting thoughts of an inner self
Wishing things will just not be shelved because
too often good stuff rot on shelf...
and just when we are so ready to have them
they are gone...
He is Faithful!
Sometimes you are scared of tomorrow
because of what today has been like
You are scared it could be worse,
worse than today and today was pretty bad
Will you finally have what you need or
will you be further away from it?
Is tomorrow the upgrade of today
or the enemy of a better day
We never know...the one sure thing
is that God is Faithful
So close your eyes and smile because, God is faithful
Whisper a prayer and believe because, God is faithful
Trust Him for a better tomorrow because, He is Faithful
Look forward to answers because, He is Faithful
Fight the doubt because, He is Faithful
Live confidently regardless of what’s going on...
Because HE IS FAITHFUL!
because of what today has been like
You are scared it could be worse,
worse than today and today was pretty bad
Will you finally have what you need or
will you be further away from it?
Is tomorrow the upgrade of today
or the enemy of a better day
We never know...the one sure thing
is that God is Faithful
So close your eyes and smile because, God is faithful
Whisper a prayer and believe because, God is faithful
Trust Him for a better tomorrow because, He is Faithful
Look forward to answers because, He is Faithful
Fight the doubt because, He is Faithful
Live confidently regardless of what’s going on...
Because HE IS FAITHFUL!
Anger
When anger arrives...what do you see?
A lion with its fierce features roaring at you
A tiger’s claws launching into its prey,
Or a feisty beast devouring on sight?
When anger arrives...what do you hear?
The screams of a restrained monster
The ravings of a disappointed leader
Or the taunts of an agitated mob
When anger arrives...what do you do?
Do you vent out on the closest human?
Or do you take it out on yourself?
Do you use curse words or just punch the wall?
When anger leaves...what do you?
Spend hours regretting your former actions
Or keep the ice on your near fractured fist
And nurse the over blown nerves within
Sometimes you cant help getting angry
Its how you deal with it that makes all the difference
This much I know, when you are angry, you ARE angry.
Deal.
A lion with its fierce features roaring at you
A tiger’s claws launching into its prey,
Or a feisty beast devouring on sight?
When anger arrives...what do you hear?
The screams of a restrained monster
The ravings of a disappointed leader
Or the taunts of an agitated mob
When anger arrives...what do you do?
Do you vent out on the closest human?
Or do you take it out on yourself?
Do you use curse words or just punch the wall?
When anger leaves...what do you?
Spend hours regretting your former actions
Or keep the ice on your near fractured fist
And nurse the over blown nerves within
Sometimes you cant help getting angry
Its how you deal with it that makes all the difference
This much I know, when you are angry, you ARE angry.
Deal.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Days like these
There are days like this...
When you think it's an easy day
A day with not so much to do…
Things change. You get so busy
Way too busy to even exhale
There are days like this…
When you actually feel like getting “out there”
But no where to go
When you just want that buddy to move with
But there’s nobody there
There are days like this…
When you can't find the words to say or write
When your words are being waited for
And your deadlines keep closing in
With still no work done
There are days like this…
When the sun is shinning so bright
But you don’t feel like going outside
When its raining heavily and
You wish for a sunny day at the beach
There are days like this…
When you don’t want to fight
Just laugh, smile and be happy
With that friend you miss so much
But the past doesn’t allow for such serene days
there are days like this...
When you think it's an easy day
A day with not so much to do…
Things change. You get so busy
Way too busy to even exhale
There are days like this…
When you actually feel like getting “out there”
But no where to go
When you just want that buddy to move with
But there’s nobody there
There are days like this…
When you can't find the words to say or write
When your words are being waited for
And your deadlines keep closing in
With still no work done
There are days like this…
When the sun is shinning so bright
But you don’t feel like going outside
When its raining heavily and
You wish for a sunny day at the beach
There are days like this…
When you don’t want to fight
Just laugh, smile and be happy
With that friend you miss so much
But the past doesn’t allow for such serene days
there are days like this...
The "Fuss"
If ever, the life of someone you love
Has been called to an end
If ever, a pet you love
Has died in your arms
If ever, your most cherished landmark
Has come crumbling to the ground
If ever the life you know
Has been shattered by what you’ve feared the most
Perhaps then you just may cherish beyond reason,
The people you still have
You may now find the time to keep with your pet
May be then you will go out and take memorable photos
Of the places you love the most
And just may be when you wake up in the morning
You will have all the gratitude in the world
For the life you have regardless of what you currently face
You wonder why some people dwell on the small stuff
But the truth is, the small stuff matter more than the big stuff
The big stuff are bought with a price but the small stuff are priceless
Remembering, thinking, keeping, loving…small stuff
Returning the missed call, getting around to replying that email
Attitude, tone, gesture, intent…all small stuff
One day it will all make sense to you too,
When that person you love is gone
And you begin to count what you could have done better
What you could have said louder
And what you could have been…
But the time will be past…and there’s
Nothing that will give those days back to you
All you’ll have are the faint memories of the past
May be then you will understand the fuss,
The “fuss” about Love.
The “fuss” about Family
The “fuss” about Friendship
The “fuss” about compassion
The “fuss” about LIFE.
Soon this life I live will be past. Therefore if there is any love, any kindness or any good work I can render to man. Let me do it now. For the sun will set on this earthly life when I can do no more.
Has been called to an end
If ever, a pet you love
Has died in your arms
If ever, your most cherished landmark
Has come crumbling to the ground
If ever the life you know
Has been shattered by what you’ve feared the most
Perhaps then you just may cherish beyond reason,
The people you still have
You may now find the time to keep with your pet
May be then you will go out and take memorable photos
Of the places you love the most
And just may be when you wake up in the morning
You will have all the gratitude in the world
For the life you have regardless of what you currently face
You wonder why some people dwell on the small stuff
But the truth is, the small stuff matter more than the big stuff
The big stuff are bought with a price but the small stuff are priceless
Remembering, thinking, keeping, loving…small stuff
Returning the missed call, getting around to replying that email
Attitude, tone, gesture, intent…all small stuff
One day it will all make sense to you too,
When that person you love is gone
And you begin to count what you could have done better
What you could have said louder
And what you could have been…
But the time will be past…and there’s
Nothing that will give those days back to you
All you’ll have are the faint memories of the past
May be then you will understand the fuss,
The “fuss” about Love.
The “fuss” about Family
The “fuss” about Friendship
The “fuss” about compassion
The “fuss” about LIFE.
Soon this life I live will be past. Therefore if there is any love, any kindness or any good work I can render to man. Let me do it now. For the sun will set on this earthly life when I can do no more.
Friday, July 10, 2009
"they say"
They say love is unconditional...
But not when tested against the toughest conditions
They say truth is relative...
But not when measured against standard
What they say is true...
But not when the counter attack begins
Happy endings, they say are fairy tales
But not when we need them
Humble beginnings, they say work for future greatness
But not when we are the one in humility
Brighter days, they say are always ahead
But not when we are the one in the darkness
They say many things...many of which are true
Just that when they should apply to us the most
We wish they did not and we want to change what “they” say
But this is life, it’s all real...”they” are those who have seen a lot
Lived a while and been through a lot.
“they” must know what “they” are talking about
Boast not of confidence in the absence of a crowd
Nor of courage in the absence fear
Boast not of self-control in the absence of temptation
Nor of strength in the absence of a defining moment
What’s victory without a challenge?
It’s true what “they” say...
But not when tested against the toughest conditions
They say truth is relative...
But not when measured against standard
What they say is true...
But not when the counter attack begins
Happy endings, they say are fairy tales
But not when we need them
Humble beginnings, they say work for future greatness
But not when we are the one in humility
Brighter days, they say are always ahead
But not when we are the one in the darkness
They say many things...many of which are true
Just that when they should apply to us the most
We wish they did not and we want to change what “they” say
But this is life, it’s all real...”they” are those who have seen a lot
Lived a while and been through a lot.
“they” must know what “they” are talking about
Boast not of confidence in the absence of a crowd
Nor of courage in the absence fear
Boast not of self-control in the absence of temptation
Nor of strength in the absence of a defining moment
What’s victory without a challenge?
It’s true what “they” say...
4:37pm.
At 4:37, my watch stopped.
I don’t know why, but it stopped ticking.
May be that’s when it started pouring,
while I was in the middle of the street
May be that’s when the money fell out of my pocket
Perhaps it was just when I realized the traffic was heavier
Or when I realized I had walked over a mile
In this down pour of chilly showers
At 4:37, my watch stopped.
Suddenly, I had no idea what the time was
How long I had been walking or how much time I had till dark.
I was clueless, but genuinely unconcerned.
The occurrences of the day had taken over my mind.
I was walking but my thoughts were busy on their own
Reflecting on the rough journey of the morning,
The hurtful and seemingly genuine words of a chum
The long untagged day,
The uncertainty of tomorrow and the day after that
At 4:37, my watch stopped.
Like I said, I don’t know why
But what if time would stop? In that frozen moment
What would you do...what would you want to do...
These random and involuntary thoughts the human mind suffers from
Would you take control of them...
Or free them to see how far they would go
If time stopped for you, what would you do...
At 4:37 today, my watch stopped.
Time stopped for me, I was lost in. I almost missed it.
I don’t know why, but it stopped ticking.
May be that’s when it started pouring,
while I was in the middle of the street
May be that’s when the money fell out of my pocket
Perhaps it was just when I realized the traffic was heavier
Or when I realized I had walked over a mile
In this down pour of chilly showers
At 4:37, my watch stopped.
Suddenly, I had no idea what the time was
How long I had been walking or how much time I had till dark.
I was clueless, but genuinely unconcerned.
The occurrences of the day had taken over my mind.
I was walking but my thoughts were busy on their own
Reflecting on the rough journey of the morning,
The hurtful and seemingly genuine words of a chum
The long untagged day,
The uncertainty of tomorrow and the day after that
At 4:37, my watch stopped.
Like I said, I don’t know why
But what if time would stop? In that frozen moment
What would you do...what would you want to do...
These random and involuntary thoughts the human mind suffers from
Would you take control of them...
Or free them to see how far they would go
If time stopped for you, what would you do...
At 4:37 today, my watch stopped.
Time stopped for me, I was lost in. I almost missed it.
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