Dear Life

You are the greatest gift every living soul possesses.
I try to live you to the fullest each day,
Yet somehow, I always leave something behind.
Perhaps it is because, in your vastness,
One day is never enough.


Dear Love

Sweetest feeling anyone could ever know,
And yet the strangest force to ever pass through a human heart.
You make the strongest weak,
And the weakest strong.
You hear the drums of the rich, yet dance to the gong of the poor.
You are full of sight, yet blind
Full of sound, yet deaf.
You arrive without warning,
And vanish without a trace.
Ah, what an absurdist you are.


Dear Pain.

I feel you when I am hurt,
Yet when the hurt runs deeper,
You become numb,
And I feel you no more.
You make me,
You break me,
I break you,
I make me.


Dear Time,

With every second you move your hand
You bring me closer to my dreams and my doom
Sometimes you pass, and I am as blithe as a sparrow
Other times, as sad as a widow
I wish you could be my friend
For with you, I blend.

Dear Boatman,

I hope you will sail gently,
And paddle softly.
May your boat never capsize,
So the soul of my lost loved one
May reach the shore in peace.


Dear Oh Dear,

If I must leave,
Do not grieve for me.
It is my destiny to be
Every smile you see,
Over land and sea.
Though shattered dreams are hard to fix,
And fading emotions are hard to see,
For life
It's you and me.


Dear Dream,

Will you ever come true?
Maybe you are only a nightmare?
Still, I live every second to fulfil you.
Till I get there,
It’s you I will hold on to........Dreams.

Fly
To the distant land
Where pain no longer lingers,
Yet the echoes of your deeds still follow.

To the faraway place
Where filthy lies fade like the breaking dawn,
Yielding to the crystal truth once left unspoken.

There, you need not fear what tomorrow holds
Dance and sing with the wind.

Now off you go,
Little soul,
To the land where you reap what you have sown.

Fly… fly away.

Let the three elders who know the secrets to the three pence
Hearken to my call
Let them dash from three thousand miles
To answer my questions of life

It is your tercentenary
You’ve walked with the wisest of the wise
And dined with the most foolish of fools
With the wisdom of sages
And the folly of men
I demand answers

Why do I strive to live
When life is simply a road to death

I have sailed seven seas
Wandered across many miles

Yet death
It spares not the poor wretch
Nor accepts the bribe of the rich
The lazy perish
The agile fall
White, black, high, and low
Leaders and those who follow

Death
I know nothing about
Trying to comprehend, it goes up the spout

Why strive?
They say destiny has already been written

Que sera sera
They say what will be will be
Why these nasty dreams
just want to be me
Yet the more I try
The more I turn to me

I am a dreamer
But when shall this nightmare end

To the promised land
How do I get there

Tomorrow
What will you bring
I guess I’ll never know

Am I not who I am
When "I" tell "Myself" to do this
And "Myself" insists on another
Now "I" is mad at "We"
Me "Myself" and "I" have forgotten who "We" truly are

All I knew
I’m learning again
The long-earned goals
Washed away in the rain

The falling sky
Who will bear the pain?

That ravishing smile
When shall I see you again