a small world

a small world, which is big, full of life, desire to live... a small world, where the young used to play in it, no longer fun... a small world, love and hatred burning among us, burning inside so deeply... a small world, which is hard for us to share, with one another... a small world, love is nothing, money is everything, we forget who we are, actually... a small world, which is not easy for us to survive, when suckers are around... a small world, with no life, so dark and helpless, so cool, so quite... a small world, torn apart, no laugh, no jokes, with no meaning at all...

song without words

tired - yet i cant sleep
wounded - yet i cant weep
sinful - yet i cant pray
o god hear the words i cant say
certain - yet im afraid
going - yet ive stayed
faithful - yet untrue
sorrowful - yet not sad
happy - and yet not glad
searching - yet i didnt know the way
o god cant you please teach and lead me day by day?

27 april 2000

a lot of nonsense

a lot of fuss
a lot of people
a lot of time
a lot of troubles
a lot of tears
a lot of money
and all for what?
a little body!!

a blob of proteins
fast unwinding
a little corpse
quick decaying
no longer is it
dear father, mother
or any darling other
in spite of this
we might have
consolations and coffins
parties and mournings
rites and rituals
buried or burnt
processions and tombstones
embalmed forever
all for these little body
bloated bodies
sons remember
grandsons little
and after them
are the dead forgotten
stones and bones
alone remaining
so is this not
a lot of nonsense??

21 june 2000

let go

it's funny sometimes that we only cherish to the fullest when things are gone.. it feels so strange when the one that you hated suddenly became the one that you love so much and it became scary when you cant even forgive yourself for what you've done to that person or even to forget about it.

to let go doesnt mean stop caring. to let go is to learn theres something beyond. to let go means accepting reality. to let go is loving more cos you only want the best.

the art of life that cycles

thinking about tomorrow...what will i be?
will i be given another chance to breathe in
fresh air once again when i wakes up in the
morning?

thinking of today...makes me feel sick
for there are so many things i wanna do..
will i be able to complete my quest..
coz i dont have enough time on my side.

thinking about yesterday...
my life full with sense of guilt...
for i've made sins beyond my dreams..
nor i can turn back.