If I knew then
what I knew now
I would've done it differently.
It is as scary as it can get
But
Whenever you are offered 2 choices,
Take a chance.
Take a leap
Fall
Don't worry too much.
words as reminder,recording every syllabus of time,hoping to preserve throughout this life.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Sunday, July 7, 2013
No more
Dear,
I hope I could find back your joy
and hand it back to you.
I hope I could find back your heart
keep it in the safest treasure box
and hand it back to you.
I hope I could find back your smile
and put it on your face.
I hope I could grab a thousand different colours of paint
and fill your days with colours.
I hope one day,
every pain will heal,
it's ok to have a scar,
it is the evidence of survival,
the prove that you are strong,
you are indeed,
a warrior.
I hope I could find back your joy
and hand it back to you.
I hope I could find back your heart
keep it in the safest treasure box
and hand it back to you.
I hope I could find back your smile
and put it on your face.
I hope I could grab a thousand different colours of paint
and fill your days with colours.
I hope one day,
every pain will heal,
it's ok to have a scar,
it is the evidence of survival,
the prove that you are strong,
you are indeed,
a warrior.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Stay awake
When your past shouts louder than the present,
And you are flooded by this strange feeling,
People call it nostalgia.
There I am again,
Standing right there,
Doing the things I did,
Feeling the exact same feeling I once had.
Memories,
Such a strong hold on me.
Looking back at every turn that I took and the roads that I didn't take.
It all made a huge difference,
And I can never go back.
As the quiet night prolongs,
Let me dwell in my thoughts for awhile longer,
Just awhile longer,
Till the sun rises again,
And life goes on.
And you are flooded by this strange feeling,
People call it nostalgia.
There I am again,
Standing right there,
Doing the things I did,
Feeling the exact same feeling I once had.
Memories,
Such a strong hold on me.
Looking back at every turn that I took and the roads that I didn't take.
It all made a huge difference,
And I can never go back.
As the quiet night prolongs,
Let me dwell in my thoughts for awhile longer,
Just awhile longer,
Till the sun rises again,
And life goes on.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I could- Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken
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