What can I say in this fifteen minutes?
Something to take your breath away?
Or more lamentations,
Of a man long gone astray.
Looking for inspiration,
Something that might help,
Help in any way at all,
Not another energy sap.
There is some use in relaxing a bit,
You know you deserve it,
Eyes feeling sleepy again,
Why oh why...
Soon my time will be up,
And nothing much I have done,
Next week is a new week,
Hope it'll be a better one.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
State of regret
There are so many things which I can regret to,
All the things which I've tried to do,
Every little thing that went wrong,
and still dwells in my heart the pain.
There are so many things which I think of and cringe,
All the mistakes I've ever made,
From all the many weaknesses which I have,
It seems never ending.
Oh my God have mercy on me,
Forgive me for all that I've done,
And grant me strength so that I may,
Forgive myself today.
All the things which I've tried to do,
Every little thing that went wrong,
and still dwells in my heart the pain.
There are so many things which I think of and cringe,
All the mistakes I've ever made,
From all the many weaknesses which I have,
It seems never ending.
Oh my God have mercy on me,
Forgive me for all that I've done,
And grant me strength so that I may,
Forgive myself today.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Try to be the best
Should I be the best?
Or should I just follow the rest?
I'm gonna try
Till the day I die
Or should I just follow the rest?
I'm gonna try
Till the day I die
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Thursday, February 25, 2010
Happiness by choice
There are so many choices in life,
Always with consequences,
Should it make you sad or happy?
That is also your choice.
Some choose to live happily,
And they see the silver lining in every cloud,
They live a joyful and eventful life,
Because they choose to be.
Some choose to live miserably,
They think that it was not their fault,
The world is to blame for their condition,
The misery will never stop.
Because if you choose not to choose,
Then forever you will be a victim of your own self,
For the price of laziness is not just comfort,
You will pay it with life.
Always with consequences,
Should it make you sad or happy?
That is also your choice.
Some choose to live happily,
And they see the silver lining in every cloud,
They live a joyful and eventful life,
Because they choose to be.
Some choose to live miserably,
They think that it was not their fault,
The world is to blame for their condition,
The misery will never stop.
Because if you choose not to choose,
Then forever you will be a victim of your own self,
For the price of laziness is not just comfort,
You will pay it with life.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
A happy man
A happy man sits here,
and tries his best to type,
tired to the bone he is,
oh what a happy man.
and tries his best to type,
tired to the bone he is,
oh what a happy man.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
I feel a breeze
It has been tiring all this time,
All the running and the shouting,
But things are finally slowing down,
I feel a breeze.
Harshness has conditioned me,
Made me harder than before,
But this hardness has a price,
I feel a breeze.
I want to always change for the better,
And want every advantage I can get,
But some changes has made be bitter,
I feel a breeze.
The nice cool breeze reminds me of better times,
When the heart was warm and forgiving,
Always hoping for the best in everything,
Oh to be young again... I feel a breeze.
All the running and the shouting,
But things are finally slowing down,
I feel a breeze.
Harshness has conditioned me,
Made me harder than before,
But this hardness has a price,
I feel a breeze.
I want to always change for the better,
And want every advantage I can get,
But some changes has made be bitter,
I feel a breeze.
The nice cool breeze reminds me of better times,
When the heart was warm and forgiving,
Always hoping for the best in everything,
Oh to be young again... I feel a breeze.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Uninspired
Inspiration, motivation, dedication,
Things that I wish I have got,
But uninspired in my occupation,
I'm starting to feel like I rot.
Sitting here idly,
Just surfing all day long,
I start to feel self pity,
For one who used to be so strong.
All the responsibilities I carry,
Heavy upon weary shoulders,
My mind so full of worry,
About what's in the mind of others.
I wish I could see a light there,
Right at the end of the tunnel,
But I am afraid to pay my fare,
Because it just might be my funeral.
Things that I wish I have got,
But uninspired in my occupation,
I'm starting to feel like I rot.
Sitting here idly,
Just surfing all day long,
I start to feel self pity,
For one who used to be so strong.
All the responsibilities I carry,
Heavy upon weary shoulders,
My mind so full of worry,
About what's in the mind of others.
I wish I could see a light there,
Right at the end of the tunnel,
But I am afraid to pay my fare,
Because it just might be my funeral.
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