Struggling Past, Triumphant Future

# 2 ... The past is only in power, when one gives up on the future.

Looking through the album of life
Reflecting on the past which one has survived
"Wow! I have always been stronger than I thought!"
"Weak and meek, am not!"

Yet, remembering the time, when drowned in tears
Life was so low, could never have picked up from there
The downhill plunge so sudden, and drastic
The uphill climb, struggling and grueling.

Never looked back, and regretted
Now a pat on the back
"Well done, Hero!"
"I have strength, now I know!"

Flipping through the pages, looking at the pictures
Staring at the empty space, preparing for the future
With a pen at hand
Scribbling down the plans.

The experiences penned, only valuable when shared
The future noted, now possible, cos one is not scare
March forward, bold and wise
In the past one has been tried.

The struggle has been painful then, but not now
The triumphant future, moulded as a beautiful vows
Through thick and thin, through sick and well
Through good and bad, in the future, one shall now dwell.

Consequences of Decisions

# 1 ... This is a series of consequences of decisions

Do we call it Karma?
Should one believe in the supernatural?
Is it just un-solved equations, rather than mysteries of life?
Yet undeniably, this is the reason we live.

There are quests, there are ambitions
There decisions, there are reasons
There are consequences like sequels in movies
Ain't them all clustered in a soap opera of our own life?

One is always at the crossroad, beaten down emotionally
Wondering with thoughts lingering hauntingly
Tossing coins to make decisions
Finding ways to lightened the emotions.

Sometimes, one leaves the responsibility to others
At times, one is forced to decide, altogether
Regardless, one always will face the consequences
Whether one would like it or not, they will come under the nose.

Do one leave the chance of life in the hand of another?
Do one take control, and face all consequential weather?
Should one not gather courage?
Should not one be brave?

Is it this life not worth taking charge?
Is one ownself, not worthy being the STAR?
Act wisely, decide promptly
Do accordingly, reap patiently

The past may not catch up so soon
The future will never be doomed
The present may not be as of now
But the consequences of everything will be known and found.

Flip a coin, and take a step forward
Make life's worth
Rewards await
It is never ever too late
Reap the consequences of decisions
But let it be of good intentions.

Friends OR Foes

FRIENDS .....
Come in many shapes, forms, sizes, culture and personalities, etc.
As we called another human being friends
Other human beings calling me "friends";
We love them as friends "friends, etc."
We love them more than tht "lovers, bff, etc."
As they would love me in the same way in the end.

The definition of friends are just like parents giving names to their children
For each has their own personalities, characteristics and behaviours
Different interests, likes and dislikes, yet all are family;
For all comes with different expectations for them
That brings to them all fear and tears
That stem from all the bias and prejudice.

FOES ....
The only definition is when they are not friends but enemies
Regardless how much hurt or pain caused
Or how nice they once used to be;
The damage has been done, that is!
Just one simple clause
"Friends not, excluding strangers to meet and see"



Humans are so divided than united
Has so much to generalized yet complicated categorization
Wanted simplicity, yet complexities arise.

Ethics and morals, caught between wrong and right
Has so much to expected and yet unattainable
Wanted so much, but give too little in return.

Heaven and Hell

I would have known Heaven on Earth
Smitten and bounded by sweetness and kindness of words
For the struggles and hardship's worth;
The smiles upon the faces
The laughter which embraces
The gentle glances that graced;
I need not die to see Heaven at the doorstep every morning
To feel happiness as angels came a-greeting
Smiling, singing, joyfully accompanying.

For the things that I would have missed
If I could have trade my life in
I would have even trade Heaven for Hell, to have it all again on Earth;
The living being whom left behind
Living in peril, and struggling with life's within
Where all gone, except tears crying;
For the love of it all
I carry them with me as from Heaven I fall
From the memories, I burnt them into Hell's wall and door;
I will make Hell into my Heaven
For the sake of all that I have been blessedly given
For it no longer matters where I am for the moment.

Let it be Heaven and Hell
So swell I will be able to tell
For I have the best memories to dwell;
Good or bad
Happy or glad
Treasures or craps;
They all fill me up like pieces of jigsaw puzzles
Wrapped me up like a baby in a cradle
I will sleep with a smile forever.

Do I trade Heaven for Hell for you?
Tell me, what would you want to
Would you do the same, as you would ask me to do;
Would you see Heaven and Hell as beautiful as it is?
Or one is far more and less worthy?
What have you got to give in for eternity of serendipity?
I would show you a Heaven in Hell
I will tell you there is Hell in Heaven
Would you take the first step and trade now?

Happy Anniversary

"Happy Anniversary"

Has it been this long, or has it been too short to realize
Have I thought we belong, or I have left it to fate's surprise,
But time has came and now has gone, now this present
All has been done, and songs sung, now sharing this sentiment,
If I didn't know it was you then, I still won't know today
If I have known then again, I still couldn't anticipate anyway,
But love and loving life, and love life, one way or another
It is good to reflect back, that till now we are still together.

Note: A tribute to everyone who is celebrating their Anniversaries, and it isn't the time that has lapsed, it is just the present that is the most meaningful to remember yesterday once more.

Sad, too Sad

In the mind, there is an image of an imperfect angel
A figure whom once gathered awe and admiration
For once wise to advise and inspiring
Yet as time goes, when the world falls upon the shoulder
Like a falling angel, steadfast on the earthly soil
Contaminated with the earthly virtues
An imperfect angel indeed, deformed and grotesque
Sad, too sad.

In the heart, kept all the goodness of an angel
Remembered all the kindness that once rendered
The warmth that has radiant so freely and willingly
The gestures of love, that is as genuine as it will be
Alas, a fallen angel indeed, rooted and nurtured with the earthly nature
Imperfection is just another comparison to earthlings
Sad, too sad.

Though in the path of righteous, the angel still walked
Sinking into the sincerity, that perhaps only seem sincere
But the reflection of truth may only be too far away
The contradiction cannot be denied
Nor by one, but by many who have beared witness
An imperfect angel, now a fallen angel
Sad, too sad.

~ A smile is forced upon the face
Reclining smile that hopes remain but not for too long
The reasons for the fallen angel, not truly known
But should action speaks louder than word, then it couldn't go too wrong
Sad, too sad still.

Sigh at the Signs

Slowly, walking down the path
Anticipating in the wrath
As the truth eventually unwrap;
Piece by piece, the evidence revealed
Not at all amused nor appeal
Thank goodness, the truth didn't kill;
Least not kill the spirit
Just removed the merits
THAT IS WHAT IT IS, the truth befits.

Slowly, layer by layer peeled
The truth is seen
How fuggly and tragic, it is;
Life has never failed to drop a surprise
Without any effort, nor even an attempt to try
But tears are no more to cry, just heaved a sigh;
Not surprised, yet it is disheartening
Nature has taken its course, so tragically
The end is coming, how according, cos it is a cry of help, failing.

Could one curse and damn the one to hell of no return
Burn!
But on the contrary, a moment of silent
In prayers recite
The eyes from the heaven
The sickle that slayed earth haven
Will carry out its justice
With a clench of fist
Once and for all
Behold!

Patience
Appease
Sigh, at the signs of things coming
How saddening.