Fallen

Your back shines so bright,
As I chase from behind,
Your arms wave gently at me,
 As I slowly lose my sight,
Pulled back into darkness ,
Again I’m alone,
Driving into madness,
With screams and confusion,
I try to reach out to that fading back,
As I fall from grace,
I try to whole my breath,
And make those madness go away,
Slowly I am drown into a red light,
With black aura around it,
Then I know ,
You no longer love me,
Nothing will change your mind,
A black cloud surrounds my eyes, T
ears fall as I remember your touch,
My love one, I say quietly,
To you I love till the day I die,
I fall from grace for you,
And you shall shine brighter than anyone.

He Was My Valentine

How does it feel living a life with someone you love so dearly? Is it like in the fairy tales living happily ever after? Could I be like those princesses, living a beautiful life with just the one right man for them? In every girl life, they wish you live one day as princess. Sometimes I too do have the same dream. For 3 years plus, I was a lone wolf, wondering around searching for the right partner in my life. Time after time, I look into guys with the potential requirement I needed, but sadly each and everyone gave me the friendly gesture. Saying I am a very good friend but the problem to all this is that majority was a lie. I was being used over and over again. Could I have the princess life I wanted? The life that I want to be pampering all over, being take care of and everything. Each and every year Valentine’s Day I sat back into the darkness of my heart, thinking “wow, they are so lovely dovey today.” But this year was different; everything I ever dream of came true. But the love I have was more than I expected. He was my Valentine, and now I am always by his side.

The one i love and will always treasure

When someone is in love, everything around them changes. And this is how my life has change. Always a tomboy and never wanting to love anyone, finally there is a man who love me for me..and this is where our story starts.

The love i treasure and will never forget. He is my life and soul.

Fading

What is the most important thing in a person life? Could it be money? Or a person you love? Many people often focus on their life and forget what is important to them. For me, I lost that important thing in my life, a memory that I always want to remember seem to be slowly disappearing. Now the only thing I remember was the beautiful field. Full of nature, butterfly, rabbits, horses and birds fly freely around that field. The flower blooms, adding an extra sweet smell to the fresh air. And always there was this soft dancing music playing in the piano room, as a lady and her child dances swiftly around the room. It was a perfect scene, how I wish to relive it for one last time. But as time passes by, the wide field started to fade. Their face seems harder to remember. As I dreamed yesterday, an angel standing in front of me, he looks away in pain. Tears roll down from his eyes, slowly his spread his wings and it started to fade. Just like the memories I have, fading slowly. Leaving a small scar behind.

The Light

In the pitch black of darkness
Blue floating lights are seen
They flew slowly across the empty space
Wondering endlessly
They shine and shine
But never open themselves to any
Lonely in their world
They start to create their own fantasy
Soon a light shines from above
All hides away, avoiding it
But one stood there looking up into the light
Her blue flame glows even brighter
She burst into bright red flames
She is finally free
To the light she saw
With the warmth that she felt
Her cold black heart with thorns
Slowly dispelled
Finally she could look at the world
With her own pair of eyes
With the person she trust
Because the light she saw
Was the man of her dream.

Eagle

Living in the city world for too long, causes many affect on me. Many times I look at myself as a city girl, not knowing how to survive beyond the comfort zone. Every single little thing I was protect by my parents. What could I do for my own? That was what I thought. I am already at the age of 20 years old, still living with my parents and at times I still depend on them. My father has this habit of looking at me as if I am still his 3 year old daughter, young and inexperienced. Well, it is good for me because I could have anything I want. But the problem is that I feel I need to be more independent than looking at father for solution in everything.
Years ago I had a habit of always looking up in the sky whenever I sat in the car. No matter is long trip for short distance drive; I will always admire the clouds shapes and sizes naming them after item or animals. I remember one particular time; I saw a small figure bird circling around the sky. I took my camera zooming in to the maximum finding out it was an eagle. Its wings spread out wide gliding through the sky. Eagle is a symbol of strength and independent, they are sharp and fast. After that I took eagle as my symbol of hope in dreams and goals in life. A young eagle will soon have to learn to fly out from the nest and hunt its own food. And I am that eagle now, slowly flapping my wings, wanting to soar through the sky by my own.

Live by Love, die by Love

Long ago, the warriors on earth always have a saying. “We live by the sword, die by the sword.” They fight for their country, leaving no enemy behind, their goal is to kill and take over countries and land. Their brave soul walked the face of earth, walking into war with no fear but all with pride. Well…that is the olden days. But the funny thing about this quote is that it is still apply on human life today in this modern world, in a different category. And it is since under the category of love.

Love is a double edge sword, it can bring u protection and happiness, but at the same time it can bring you sadness and pains. Many people see love as a nuisance, a waste of time and energy. Thinking that love will only bring pain and misfortune to their life, having to endure the misery. Yet some people take love as a blessing, for maybe they are lucky in getting the right ones all the time. But don’t you all think that we live by love? Without love we feel pain, and with love we feel joy. Maybe the phrase need to be changed to “We live by Love, die by Love.” Not all the time, but most of the time. ^^