Fear Not

June 20th, 2005

Heart lives once again,

Fresh new air of life,

Soul feels like a new born,

Ready to leap into the world so wrong,

Fear not for she is loved,

Having a warmth so real,

Finally she floats like a dove,

Spirals & wonders, no more a dream,

Thank the lord for he is good,

A second chance to live was wat he gave,

To a poor worn out soul, she has yet to live,

With his guiding hands, protector of cruel,

She feels love in her heart,

BY her own will she proclaims,

Immense feeling so great,

Diving in with full of confidence, she will not,

But at least,the glimpse or love resurfaced,

If it last no more, it’s not her fault,

For risks e took,now this her reward,

It is he she feels for,

‘HE’ her heart beats for,

‘HE’ her eyes seeks for,

‘HE’ her night dreams of,

‘HE’ she runs for comfort,

It is he she thinks of,

HE she wants to be with….

C.C 05′

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Situation

June 14th, 2005

The weather is warm,

Sunlight is shinning down,

She feels relatively warm,

Despite the turmoils that surrounds,

Every step she takes,

She feels less of a heartache,

Every choice she makes,

Less of the smiles she fakes,

She sees her face in his eyes,

She feels his love all around,

Doubts still unclear in her mind,

If succumb, she’s scared of what she might find,

She asks herself countless times,

For how long will this carry on,

HE stands alone waiting to find,

Her heart calling out his name by her own will,

In her own time…..

C.C 05′

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Mayonnaise Jar & GolF BaLlS

June 11th, 2005

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front

> of him. When the class began,wordlessly, he picked up a very large and
> empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then
> asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
>
> The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the
jar.
> He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between
> the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They
> agreed it was.
>
> The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of
> course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar
> was full. The students responded with a unanimous “yes.”
>
> The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and
> poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty
> space between the sand. The students laughed.
>
> “Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to
> recognize that this jar represents your life.
>
> “The golf balls are the important things-your spirituality, family, your
> children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions-things
that
> if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still
> be full.
>
> “The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your
house,and
> your car.
>
> “The sand is everything else-the small stuff.
>
> “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room
> for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend
all
> your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the
> things that are important to you.
>
> “Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play
with
> your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to
> dinner.
>
> “Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set
your
> priorities. The rest is just sand.”
>
> One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee
> represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked. It just goes to
> show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room
> for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

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Question

June 9th, 2005

She was post this question,

Why are u afraid of commitment,

She paused and ponder,

She had no answer,

Could it have been due to her past,

Could it be because of her mum & dad,

Could it be what she predicts never last,

Could it be she has ran out of tears to shed,

The basic fear of love,

The strength needed to love,

The pain when it’s gone,

Cant accept sudden disappearance of joy,

She does not know,

She knows it eats her insides,

It’s best left unknown,

Until the one arrives,

If that is ever possible,

She will struggle through this journey,

Keep her heart alive and full,

She’ll await the day, where life will have a meaning…

C.C 05′

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Doom

June 6th, 2005

Doomed to the path,

Where love exist no more,

Fate has made it’s mark,

Heart once again torn,

Enemy, she is of her own,

Placed here by one self,

Al one can do is mourn,

Over what is left on the shelf,

Soul locked away in a bottle,

Lid shut tight, never to be open,

Glimpse of happiness around her,

Reflections of what could have been hers,

Shelf is dusty with cobwebs,

She is still stuck there,

Afraid to take a step,

She chose to rot instead,

Digging her own grave,

She cries out in vain,

What has become of her,

Why did she abandon love,

Misery engulfs her heart,

Polluted with grey thoughts in her mind,

Inside she dies, smiles on the front,

Walking each step in life as if her last,

Pushing every being away,

Every night living in agony,

Thriving to seek genuine happiness,

In her prayers, she seeks forgiveness,

She reminizes on the past,

Mistakes & choices she made,

Youth flew by so fast,

Smiles & laughters seem to have fade,

Waking up, she smells the mist,

Clouds above all gloom,

In the still of the night, dying stars emerges,

She closes her eyes, awaits her doom….

C.C 05′

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Steps

June 4th, 2005

Paths are winding,

Values are changing,

Mentality rearranging,

Choices never ending,

Lost is what I feel,

Afraid without your shield,

Depressed witthout you here,

Just wish I could feel you near,

Distance from all being,

Disappointing all the close ones,

What is it that I’m feeling,

Alive was what I felt once,

Take me back to the time,

When LoVe was everything.

Only two beings existed,

When I seek comfort in thee,

Take me back to the time,

When you were mine,

When the world revolved around us,

Surviving trials because we had our love,

Paint a new picture for me,

Dispose of the broken vase,

Sunsets i wish to see,

Lying next to you, looking at your sweet face…..

C.C 05′

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Thoughts

June 4th, 2005

Colours in life fading,

Confusion takes it’s place,

Trying from the beginning,

Thought it was just a phrase,

Knew from the start, it was nvr gone,

Knew i was just kidding myself,

Till I saw your face again,

I felt it was there all along,

It never died, it just became stronger,

Contented with the situation,

Not looking at the future,

Living each day with the last smile you gave….

C.C 05′

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