The clock struck twelve.
The skies were gloomy, the storm is rising.
I look up at the heavens,
Feeling daze at the sight.
A thunderous sound,
grumbling in the air.
The cricket sings,
Chirping in the long dark night.
As the moon light kiss my face.
I felt contented.
As the thunder strikes.
My heart skips a bit.
The tears of the sky,
Came flushing down.
The heart inside my heart,
is but bubbling with joy.
And as the rain stops,
Darkness turns to light.
The sun rises again,
and shadows of the day is scattered for another day.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
"What I need"
I need a strong heart, a strong will.
I need to be bold, to be strong.
I can never stand by my own feet.
I slip and stumble, at the two roads ahead of me.
Would I go the right ? or on the Left ?
I need a fixed heart.
Curtains are coming to a close.
And at times, I wonder, What am I doing?
But I will not give up.
I will rise up again, and again.
I will fight, and fight.
Until the day, I say YES.
YES not on my account.
But YES, I remember the One that has help me through.
I need to be bold, to be strong.
I can never stand by my own feet.
I slip and stumble, at the two roads ahead of me.
Would I go the right ? or on the Left ?
I need a fixed heart.
Curtains are coming to a close.
And at times, I wonder, What am I doing?
But I will not give up.
I will rise up again, and again.
I will fight, and fight.
Until the day, I say YES.
YES not on my account.
But YES, I remember the One that has help me through.
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