Each and every one of us -
we all begin to fade away.
Then we are forgotten
by the time we finally come back.
"Who are you?" one asked.
I reply, "Someone you would have known...
if I didn't fade away."
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Why can't I understand you?
You say that you're okay,
but you know that you're not.
I try so hard not to hate you,
but I end up hurting you.
I don't hate you for no reason...
There's always a reason.
I don't hate you at all.
I just don't understand...or rather
can't understand you.
I'm not mad at you.
I'm mad at myself that I just can't understand you.
So...frustrating....
but you know that you're not.
I try so hard not to hate you,
but I end up hurting you.
I don't hate you for no reason...
There's always a reason.
I don't hate you at all.
I just don't understand...or rather
can't understand you.
I'm not mad at you.
I'm mad at myself that I just can't understand you.
So...frustrating....
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Nothing But Rubble
when I arrived at Moore, Oklahoma.
Destroyed houses, dead animals
and destroyed cars everywhere I look.
All this rubble
and the sad faces
makes me so heartbroken.
I know that I can't help as much,
but I know that I can make a difference.
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| Hope |
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
I Wish I Could Be Part of Your World
Sitting
on the deep dark ocean floor,
I
glance up to see the sun shining
through
that small hole of my dome.
I
sigh as the sun gleams
on
my gadgets and gizmos.
I
look at my fins and then back at the sun.
Oh
for I wish that warmth sun shining on me
as
I walk freely on the streets,
as
I lay on the beach
or
even as I dance with my love one.
Why
does my heart burn
when
I keep on thinking of him?
I
swim to the top of my dome
and
reach out my hand through that small hole
as
he was there to take me away.
His
image fades away as I slowly sink
to
the cold dark bottom of the ocean.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Solitude by Lucas Lin
Here's a link that he made too: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yk5DOoAXUmk
As it rains, I sit here,
Pondering about the meaning of life.
I stare into the rain, observing each drop,
Thinking how meaningful each drop is,
but at the same time it's meaningless.
Each drop having such a short time to live,
before being replaced by another.
There is just a little sad sentiment to it.
Each drop living its life not seeing another one.
A life in solitude, so close yet so far away.
But its okay. There is just a short time before they join together again.
The ocean is where they mingle.
The ocean itself so powerful, engulfing each drop.
The waves crashing
and then, receding slowly after.
But its nice to know that nothing was wasted in the process.
As it rains, I sit here,
Pondering about the meaning of life.
I stare into the rain, observing each drop,
Thinking how meaningful each drop is,
but at the same time it's meaningless.
Each drop having such a short time to live,
before being replaced by another.
There is just a little sad sentiment to it.
Each drop living its life not seeing another one.
A life in solitude, so close yet so far away.
But its okay. There is just a short time before they join together again.
The ocean is where they mingle.
The ocean itself so powerful, engulfing each drop.
The waves crashing
and then, receding slowly after.
But its nice to know that nothing was wasted in the process.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
A random poem for an imaginary guy
Leaving me behind was the biggest mistake you have ever done.
Enchantingly, he made my world glow like I was important. You
Opened my heart and I fell in love with him.
I can never forget what you had done but I can forgive you for I have fallen in love.
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I wrote this poem for my fake self who was a guy...lol His name was Leo.
Enchantingly, he made my world glow like I was important. You
Opened my heart and I fell in love with him.
I can never forget what you had done but I can forgive you for I have fallen in love.
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I wrote this poem for my fake self who was a guy...lol His name was Leo.
To Veronika, my muffin~ (close friend)
The first time I met youwas a Hollywood dream.
I know it doesn't rhyme
but does it really matter?
Writing this poem
seems difficult
than it seems.
I love you for who you are
'cuz you're my shooting star.
Promise me you won't go away
b-cuz without you
my world would be incomplete.
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Valentines day was almost here. She was
Excited for the first time
Receiving a red rose
On that day meant the world to her.
Nothing could ever stop her from falling
In love with him. She has a
Kind heart
And is amazingly awesome.
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