It’s been nine months ago…
Nine months when my battered heart made a wish...
I would’ve thought it impossible…to laugh, to dream, and to love.
I would’ve thought it improbable to share my pains, to color my dreams, and to believe in wishes... but everything changed…because of YOU.
Yes, I was broken, my heart was beaten…
Nine months ago love has changed me… my wish was turned into a reality.
“When you wish upon a star Makes no difference who you are Anything your heart desires Will come to you If your heart is in your dreams No request is to extreme When you wish upon a star As dreamers do.”
Dreams do come true…
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Sunday, September 21, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Thank You...
Thank you…
for the smiles
for the tears
for the gentleness.
Thank you…
for the time
for the dreams
for the thoughtfulness.
Thank you…
For the care
For the faith
For the loyalty.
You gave me HOPE
You gave me PEACE
You gave me LOVE
You gave me LIFE…
Thank you.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Sweet Ambiguity
The moon casted its glow as I trek a solitary journey. The path was murky and rock-strewn but my steps never faltered.
Stars shimmered in the distant horizon silencing the thunder of fears hammering my heart.
I stumbled upon an unseen rock but even with wounded knees, I got up with lifted chin and continued walking with unwavering faith.
The light of hope seemed so far…almost inconceivable to believe it’s reachable, but my steps continued…
There in every pace, the glimmer became brighter.
I gasped for breath, gathering more strength to continue my journey.
The shower of light almost blinded me. The tiny flicker of hope was gone…bright arrays of sunlight signaling a dawn of a new day lit my way…no longer tiny but dazzling at its intensity.
I looked back at where I came from. Rocky roads blocked my steps but my faith never wavered.
With wounded knees, I trekked a different path this time. Still unsure what tomorrow would bring but surer than ever with my pace…
Stars shimmered in the distant horizon silencing the thunder of fears hammering my heart.
I stumbled upon an unseen rock but even with wounded knees, I got up with lifted chin and continued walking with unwavering faith.
The light of hope seemed so far…almost inconceivable to believe it’s reachable, but my steps continued…
There in every pace, the glimmer became brighter.
I gasped for breath, gathering more strength to continue my journey.
The shower of light almost blinded me. The tiny flicker of hope was gone…bright arrays of sunlight signaling a dawn of a new day lit my way…no longer tiny but dazzling at its intensity.
I looked back at where I came from. Rocky roads blocked my steps but my faith never wavered.
With wounded knees, I trekked a different path this time. Still unsure what tomorrow would bring but surer than ever with my pace…
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
The Dance
The iridescent glow of the moon lit up the meadow.
The color of a new life coalesced with the blissful radiance.
The field- the dance hall…
Soft face rest upon sturdy shoulders
Two souls locked in harmony as the melody starts
Songs of the nightingale’s perfect
Two bodies sway in perfect timing…
The rustling of the trees brushed off qualms
The midnight dew waters thirsty hearts
The wind soothes away fears
The stars provided haven for love so unfathomable…
Time stands still
Hearts beat so fast
Souls matted
Wonderful harmony
PERFECT DANCE…
Saturday, August 09, 2008
I am Imperfect
I’ve been accused many times of being Miss. Prim and Proper and being Ms. Perfectionist. They say that it’s admirable how I can bear any kind of situations with patience and humility. I hardly get annoyed also no matter how worse the circumstance is.
I always strive to do good things if not perfect ones. I try not to hurt people by struggling to be considerate with the feelings of others. My philosophy- I’d rather be hurt than to be the one who would cause pain.
But, the word imperfect is emblazoned all over me. I do wrong things and I caused pain to others. Sad but true.
Whenever a friend tells me that I am her inspiration, I just cringed in embarrassment. I don’t deserve to be considered as one because flaws are blatantly all over me. I live with dark blotches everyday of my life.
I say things which I don’t really mean and I do wrong things on impulse.
I am not perfect. I am not what people think I really am. I just know that I live everyday of my life with my soul.
I AM NOT PERFECT but I do seek to be one. I live with my imperfections and correct them every time I wake up bath in a promise of another chance. I am not perfect but the word is carved in my heart and soul…
I always strive to do good things if not perfect ones. I try not to hurt people by struggling to be considerate with the feelings of others. My philosophy- I’d rather be hurt than to be the one who would cause pain.
But, the word imperfect is emblazoned all over me. I do wrong things and I caused pain to others. Sad but true.
Whenever a friend tells me that I am her inspiration, I just cringed in embarrassment. I don’t deserve to be considered as one because flaws are blatantly all over me. I live with dark blotches everyday of my life.
I say things which I don’t really mean and I do wrong things on impulse.
I am not perfect. I am not what people think I really am. I just know that I live everyday of my life with my soul.
I AM NOT PERFECT but I do seek to be one. I live with my imperfections and correct them every time I wake up bath in a promise of another chance. I am not perfect but the word is carved in my heart and soul…
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