Fairy Tale

Love was not at the first sight, rather more of a first shyness.
You were there --- in front of me
with a bouquet of pink roses tied with a bright pink ribbon.
It was awkard to look in your eyes.
I was shy and just smiling away.

Love was not the first touch, rather more of an understanding.
You were quiet --- by my side
with a pile of books all of which I would love to read to no end.
It was comfortable to be next to you.
I was content and just wondering my destiny.

Love was not the conquer all, rather more of acquiring bit by bit.
You were patient --- together with me
with a shinning armor over a white horse.
It was my fairy tale come true.
I was loved and all that I wanted to be.

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On the Spur of the Moment

On the spur of the moment,
The sun sets --- the moon rises;
The baby cries coming out of mother's womb,
Some passes away to the unknown,
Preferably to the heaven while a few lost souls were wished to send to hell.
Some are believed to be reincarnated while a few believed to be picked up by the outer space.
There also are people who practice hard all their life to achieve to the nothingness;
while some believe there is nothing beyond life.

On the spur of the moment
Time passing by --- space is bounded;
The five senses are all human has to determine nature of things,
while some people are known to have the sixth sense.
Shut down all the senses and may be one will find the inner sixth sense,
which will lead one to see things boundlessly.
Power of the mind is larger than life to understand or to navigate.
There always is a chance and possibilities.

On the spur of the moment
Flowers bloom --- the leaves have fallen;
Time is a change seamlessly flowing in one direction.
If one can travel faster than time, will we find anything in the future?
How can one see the picture before it is drawn?
Unless things are tediously predetermined.
Determined by the creator?
On the spur of the moment, I wonder the nature and it's truth.

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A Line to A Friend

Friend,
We had hanged out so often;
Drink tea, eat tomato salad,
Took buses together;
Walked in the rain, sun, or snow,
Exchanged our birthday gifts,
with lots of smile.
Shinning like jewels.

Friend,
We had fought so badly;
Beaten each other hard,
Turn our backs with pride;
We thought the world would end,
If one has to surrender first,
with power struggle.
Crying inside like rivers.

Friend,
We had parted our ways;
Time has carried us to the land,
Further than we ever imagine;
On sleepless and lonely days,
When the silver moon shines,
with a flutter of heart beat,
----(I think I am)
Dying to see your face.

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Save me from Technology

It is ironic how time saving technology has converted us to zombies gluing ourselves to the screens of all sort. Technology has boomed since the Internet era --- every year we have new gadget to play around with. Technology suppose to save time and suppose to simplify our lives but people have abuse them in different ways.

Listening to the mp3s while the kids are watching DVD in the back seat of the car while GPS is intermittently announcing the direction to the destination, the cell phone rang --- some one has text messaged you a link to check newly hot viral video.

It made me laugh to see all the comments and opinions on the web, on the news sites, social sites --- facebooking, myspacing, twitting, googling, blogging, IMing, chat rooms, Utubing, Streaming ---instead of saving time and simplify lives, people are obsess with announcing their own life as self broadcasting stations --- with messages like "I am going to the restroom", "I am so bored now", "I hate all of you", or "I love you guys".

I must be the most self center of all, thinking --- please save my time, I don't want to know if you are going to a restroom or not because there are so many things going on in facebook and I need to keep up with that too. After all this craziness, I couldn't decide to cut the cord or pull the power cord. That is how I have become a loner, the Loneliest of all.

(p.s Please do not comment me about the 1 800 hot line sites because I need to save my time from unnecessary advertisements --- thank you.)

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About Love

When someone talks about love --- love is as it is.

Love as an appreciation?
Love as a greed to take over?
Love as a crossed over from the margin of hatred?
Love as a blind sight?
Love as a poison?
Love as a submissively sacrificing?
Love as a mutual compromising?
Love as a kindness to lesser-in-need?
Love as a impulsively unstoppable bickering?
Love as a dreamy destiny?
Love as a support system?
Love as a giving it all?
Love as a without any reason?
Love as a tiny paces of compounding life affairs?
Love as an accident?
Love as a revenge?
Love as a steal?
Love as a satisfying thirst?
Love as a companionship?
Love as a forgiving?
Love as a plot and mystery?
Love as a comfort?
Love as an excitement?
Love as an easy way out/ opportunity?
Love as an understanding?
Love as a rebelling?
Love as an obsession?

Love can be so many things while it all adds up to just one Love.
Which one of them is a true love?
Any one of them can be true if it serves its purpose.
It is not about where it starts from or where its course has gone through;
It is about where it has ended as an ultimate Love.

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Road to Recovery

I want to crawl out of this sadness.
I want to zip through this loneliness.
I want to get over this endless rain.

I am loosing friends --- one by one.
I am getting older --- year by year.
I am living a wonder --- second by second.

I am picking up the pieces of sorrow today.
So that I can forget the pains of yesterdays.
To live up to the promise of tomorrows.

I want to be
on the road to recovery.
Will I accompany me?

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Painful Heart

I couldn't sleep the whole Friday night. I was sitting in front of TV news with the laptop on the side while being very very sick from cold and flu. It was just too painful to see the disaster. Japan is one of the model develop countries with fascinating culture and traditions. I have always envied their unity, pride, and work ethics. Not only the devastating earth quake, the destruction of the Tsunami, followed by nuclear threat, Japan is trying to withheld triple threat. Their government is trying their best saving the lives of people in need. They are most prepared, calm and enduring --- yet when nature shows their indifferent cold side, when nature shows how powerful it can impose on human creativity, my heart just become too painful.

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Thinking of "Love"

L.O.V.E. Lyrics

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore and

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you

(trumpet instrumental)

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you

Although NKC version is favorite of all time, this version fits for the mood of this time.

Listen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSF6ZUYmCWs&feature=related

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Disconnected

Technology makes people more connected these days. Naming ways, media, social sites, and devices won't end the list. As connections are more and more easier, the real communications become more scarce. I never leave messages on the phone since long time ago of course unless it is emergency. Now I am going to block text messaging. All these connections hinder our communication skills. It hides all our beauty and quality of true socialization. Pieces of information and human nature of assumptions based on emotion is a lethal factor in today's so called socialized networks. Those connections do not really have a quality communications. Why do we have five sensory system? New technology, connections save lots of lives in need in certain cases. Misusing them is a downfall. I want to be communicated but not connected.

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The Door

I am standing there ---
both my palms up to elbows touching the door.
My face turn to the left
and my right cheek can feel the coldness of the door.
I wonder if you are there on the other side of the door.
I think I can hear you moving about.
Is it really you, there?
My throat is dried.
Where is the water?
Why my voice is lost?
I tried --- but I cannot manage to make a sound.
Yes, we are like that.
One cold door shutting us down away into separate worlds.
Even though it is just a door, while standing there
I felt like I am holding you next to me.
I think I can hear you calling my name.
If only I can answer ---

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Confession

Sorry for never been too cheerful
to the world.

I don't know why
it has always been gloomy and moody.

Now that I got a chance to look back
a life time collection of best loved songs ---
and noticed that most of them are just about a broken heart
and longing for the happiness.
Yes, "the happiness" is what I want to mean explicitly.
Am I bargaining too much for my life?
Is my expectation too high?
Or did I have none of the ambitions?
What did I want the most?
What was the most important thing for me
to achieve in my life?
Are we all the same ---
feeling like something is a missing at a point in our lives?

I ask myself
why I am not too ambitious in the morning
but at night
I am wondering if I am expecting too much.
I am sorry
if I could not bring happiness in your life,
but I am never sorry about the fact that
I was once in your life.

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Here We Are

When are you going to call me? I thought about it every single day --- now and then whenever my mind wonder around the memory game. I called you so many times --- but I guess your mind is buried in the load of daily life. I cannot blame you. I would have been too.

I am going to wear my light pink dress tomorrow. I took it out of my closet and laid it carefully on the end of the bed. There is my reflection in the mirror. I am not a thin stick of needle anymore --- over a decade, I cannot even loose an ounce on any firm will power. I do not have those long hairs that I love so much anymore --- I might be practically bald in a few year, the thought of which gives me a familiar smile. Nonetheless, I am still me --- as the way I am --- never bowing, never compromising, never forgetting --- annoying everyone including you with this tiresome overconfidence. But if one can see me deep down inside, oh!! --- how I hated those thorns that kept me in solitude all my life.

If I ever get a chance to write down the poems of our young and ambitious days or if I ever get a chance to play my hollow guitar again and sing my favorite songs in a whisper under the brightness of the moon or if I ever get a chance to draw the paintings of our Oh nothing so special memory lanes --- I will write about you, --- not only just who you are but also all the sadness and happiness about you. Will you let me be??? image is from http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://idontlikemondays.us/blog/Bubas-Pink-Dress-Cherry-Blossom-Landscape-Photo.jpg

Winter Storm

Cherry Blossoms were very beautiful just a week or two ago. Pink blossoms were shinning brightly against the bright blue sky in a nice cold breeze. It was just a week ago. Now that cherry blossoms are lying on the green grass drenched in the soaked rain. The sky is dark gray --- rain clouds seems almost coming down on the earth, and embracing the top of the mountain. The storm has arrived. It might even snow in two days. The temperature is record low since 1976. One can hear the heavy rain spluttering over the window pane. The sound of the rain falling through the gutter could be a constant faint background music of the time being. While reading a sad book, drinking over a cup of coffee, and thinking over the fact that the combination will not be able to let one sleep effortlessly. The sky is crying. The earth is embracing the painful tears. Cherry blossom petals are lying helplessly. The rain will eventually wash away the dust. Tears will carry away the burden of pain. And when the storm is over, when the sun comes out --- everything will be looking afresh new --- just like a new born baby. And when the sadness is over, when the tears dried over --- happiness will be boundless laughing amusingly --- just like innocently being in love for the very first time.

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Hurtful

Love
to carry to the shore;
to bring down the stars;
suppose to be unconditional;
but,
Why?
It is hurtful.

Care
to stretch beyond the horizon;
to hold onto the end;
suppose to be kind and gentle;
but,
Why?
It is casual.

Truthful
to compare against the standard of gold;
to hold the inner wisdom;
suppose to glow honesty;
but,
Why?
It is a mirage.

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Without Any Answer

Days passing by

Unknowingly;
Where I am heading ---

Nights passing by
Sleeplessly;
Why I cannot letting you go ---

Life passing by
Unforgettably;
How our lives have been unfolding ---

Like a flower, intricate yet so simple.
Like a river, flowing yet never ending.
Like a star, --- so near yet so far.

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I Dream of You

In the land of hazy dreams, --- I dream of you for the first time. It was vivid, it was so clear, it was as crispy as a fresh rice cake. Even having conversations calmly across the big dinning table, you are beaming with a big smile. I am happy to feel your joy. I saw you draw a picture for a display room --- it was undone --- it looks so darkly themed. I criticized on how dark the presentation is and talking aimlessly on how you should lighten up the theme. Then, again I was in the dinning room looking at the indoor fish pond pod puzzling why I am here. I saw your phone bill on the table $300 on your account --- and I was wondering why it is such an expensive bill. Your love one came and told me about the things that are told about me --- I was speechless. I wish I could evaporate right there --- and wonder again why I am here like this. Your home is painted in green mostly -- I would just paint off white instead of green. I went to the restroom to freshen up and saw the drawing room on the way. I saw a new drawing on the table. It is changed now as I have suggested. Somehow, I had a feeling of satisfaction --- accomplishment ---may be I was there for that purpose. I drew a Jasmine flower very recklessly on an empty paper and I left --- just like that --- without any goodbyes.

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Happy New Year

After such a long time ---
yes --- happy new year ----
And yes, there are so many reasons for being away ---
being caught up in social tangles of web ---
regardless ----
Wishing for a very Happy New Year!
and for all the best to come ---

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Story of Love

Looking away
while holding you close to my heart;
under the vast sky;
in the land of memories.

Blinking away
while laughing with tears in my eyes;
surrender the emotions;
in the land of fantasy.

Smiling away
while dying with pain in my soul;
glowing with love;
to the land of eternity.

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Success

Different people measure success by different means. Is end justify the mean? The most important recipe in achieving success is being smart, having a good strategy, and persistence. Even though it is written in this order as how most people would think in the order of importance; amusingly, the backward order is the one that really determine the outcome. Persistence is the most important thing to achieve something that one desire --- as funny as it sounds, one has to know how to handle the persistence in achieving the success. Persistence is not just by sticking to one goal --- one has to be able to have enough courage to let go of the goals that has become unreasonable in their lives. A lot of people,through persistence, got what they pursuit but they are miserable. Why? Because they did not know how to compensate along their way of persistence. They were not very smart about their decisions, or their strategy had flaws or simply the strategy fails due to natural forces of every changing life process. One has to search their soul deep down, dug your own fears and face them --- and that alone can bring one to a true personal success. In the end, conquering yourself is the hardest thing to do and it is a door way to a satisfying success.

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Total Lunar Eclipse

There is a winter storm
and it has been very cloudy ---
will we be able to observe the eclipse;
after midnight?
The chances are low.
No matter what ---
just keep the hopes up.

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