Goodness of wind

I woke up to the chimes of golden bell
From the hill where I used to dream of white roses
I want to make a wish with closed eyes
But I get paranoid when the echos reflect my every thought back
Is this the feeling of harmony within?
Or is it the cry of my saddened soul?
I am overwhelmed but want this feeling to last don't know why

Now I'm lost in the memory land
But I don't doubt to live my dream again
The only fear which makes me numb is
Of falling down of the back of the music wave
Where I have not opened my eyes yet
I am lost in the memory land
I wish I could make you feel of the same goodness
When the wind kisses my face and I remember you again

Lonely Lullaby - Owl City

Dreams don't turn to Dust!- Owl City

Fooled by randomness

I chose to be happy despite of that one killing pain reminding me of my worthlessness in the eyes of that less worthy feeling and that's one more reason why I like to get fooled by randomness.And I continue to be worthless yet elegant in the core. This detachment is not what I was searching for within yet this is it. I'm eager to get engrossed in the real life which I try not to avoid. But with this determination of never to get fooled by a routine, I am just doing fine.

Maybe I should just get going.

Something beautiful!

Less obvious is my own thought
When I pause for a moment
But I don't evolve

Fullness of vision is like a plant
It grows upwards
And deepens its roots at the same time

I feel restless when I lose a moment
But there is no time to feel guilty
For it will lose my one more instant

Then what is it that drives the soul
If not the power of grace!
This amazes me more than ever

I don't want to close my eyes just by a thought
That there is something beautiful!
Sweet and strange which only heart can grasp
Yes there's something beautiful!

I am not innocent.

There could be no tomorrow, if I refuse to live today.If I block the light, my heartbeats will lose the rhythm because my dreams live there. Perception does not start in eyes, nor does it end there. Mind does not watch either, it is the vision of your own self, the understanding of who you are sees. How important then it is to seek oneself! No, it is not to gain some insight about life or to gain wisdom or to deduce the complexity of nature.Rather, it is to perceive the truth in its whole sense. To be truthful is simple. Being simple is not complex too.Truth is, it takes hard work to lose the track of life for once. How unlucky are they who never try to gain their innocence back. Innocence is the purity gained through being aware of self and by experiencing greater love. Innocence does not seek wisdom. It is the higher state of heart where vices don't touch it. Innocence when misunderstood hurts. But pain is good!

Maybe I need a mold

I wonder how water flows so flexibly
I wonder how breeze touches us so kindly
When I think, I do not think in the words really
When I imagine I do not consider the future really
Though past or future do not control me now
I control no today nor myself
I realize my works can affect no future
Rather they define my nature now
If water can flow so flexibly
And wind be so kind
Why can't I try to be what is pleasing
When sorrow could bring happiness
I would rather feel its weight than flee away
When the faith plants its roots
Its the divine will can lead us through the dark
My dream is to be deserving for more mercy
To be close to His heart when I breathe on earth and thereafter

Today's favorite quote

The first step in knowing who you are is knowing who you are not.
~ Dom Hubert Van Zeller

More than a dream

When I close my sleepy eyes, your image gets blurred and you slip through my cheeks as a tear..When I wake up & open my eyes, I find you again filled in my eyes..Do you enter my eyes through the dreams I never dream? But you choose not to stay in my eyes and you slip through my cheeks again and I touch the mark you left there..Yes you were more than a dream, more of a realization..You were the only dream I ever dreamed yet the only realization I ever need.

My fight with her

Nowhere in the world, but in the memories
I find it hard to live for a moment
As suffocating as it gets
I find it hard to move my limbs
I wish for a miracle
To shed the scales of pain
My skin speaks for me, when I get numb
It fights within itself, mocks in a way I feel bitter
Now my whole being is screaming
Against the person who loved you
She was better when she never knew you
Suffering eternally in bounds of obliviousness
Tell me how I can make her torpid
For she’ll never stop being herself
She loves you more than ever
For she loved you more than she could ever

A note to myself

It feels nice to feel nice for no reason.
And it feels to be in peace, to be in peace when not everything is at its place.
It does feel great when all you know is, you know nothing enough and you try hard to not to push yourself too hard just to know enough.
It feels best when you close eyes and smile at your own self when you feel your smile bringing a tear at the corner of your eye and you don't try to wipe it.
It just feels a moment filled with life when silence calms the waves deep inside and you are just yourself imperfect but happy inexplicably...
It feels nice to feel nice for no reason.

Disappearing shadow

Frost on the windowpane,
burning elbows..half open windows..
When you turned away and left a note on the doorstep..
Wish my eyes were open too..

Not a bitter tear, still its warm and not so clear..
Maybe I cried a little hard..
For you will never be back...
When you closed the gate of your heart,
Wish my heart was beating too..

The road you walked on, was just my life..
You crushed the rose petals you presented along..
When you disappeared rather swiftly,
Wish I had strength to stand still to wave you goodbye..


Back to poetry mode..yay.. ;)

Who pulled the chain? :|

Am I not going to fall asleep tonight? 3.33 AM. Shucks here am I staring at the screen. I am tired. Very.

Somebody gimme some motivation or a cup of coffee :P

At your feet - A personal prayer during Lent.

Here am I, at your feet
Thirsting for the living water,
From the Sanctuary,Your Sacred Heart
I don't have the courage to look in your eyes
Like Centurion I can only say I am not worthy
To receive you,But say one word, just one
I will be healed forever
Jesus, I need your grace to walk in your path,
My strength is weakened but in you I persevere
Do not let me fall,
Tell me how could you suffer the Cross
Show me how I can bear mine
I want to listen to you as The Father commanded on Mt. Tabor
Tell me how I can do your will

Tower of strength

The more I hold past
The more I lose control
Just as I need not touch the breeze
I don't stop tears nor I weep
To feel its flow

Remaining moisture in my eyes
After an outburst of inner joy
Is from the well of hope within me
The flash of light there
Is from the Tower Of Strength hanging on That wood
Blessed are those little palms
Folded and clutched to the heart
Blessed are those bowed heads
To receive life purifying water ..

Video: Seals and Crofts - Summer Breeze

This song blew my mind.I am in a state of trance!

Lyrics:

See the curtains hanging in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light a-shining through the window
Lets me know everything's alright

Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind

See the paper laying on the sidewalk
A little music from the house next door
So I walk on up to the door step
Through the screen and across the floor

Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind

Sweet days of summer, the jasmine's in bloom
July is dressed up and playing her tune
When I come home from a hard days work
And you're waiting there, not a care in the world

See the smile a-waiting in the kitchen
Food cooking and the plates for two
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me
In the evening when the day is through

Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind

Nothing more but your smiling face

Now it’s time to let you go

Yes, I should go too

I’m as light as free wind now

I will carry your memories to my end

I want to see your face in the sunshine

No, I will not be sad when I look at you

It took time for me to realize

How much more your happiness means to me

Not just the truth

You are an angel who came to show what love is

Now I don’t need anything but your smiles

I am as cool as a pleasant shadow now

I will grow to a length to stop you feel the heat

I will be as invisible as the shadow of the wind

In my prayers for you…

Echo from the guardian hills

So cold just like a stone
My heart is beating but alone
All I can give to it, is the only warmth
from the folded hands on my lap,
when I stare across from the rooftop
And travel thousand miles..
I am just looking for the breeze I sent
To talk to a certain tree
But I know it never happened in a year
For that would have  passed an echo
From the guardian hills surrounding..
Yet I try for a millionth time
Gazing aimlessly
Not with the hope but with a hollowness inflicted
From the fear of losing hope
And I close my eyes to let a heavy sigh unnoticed..

Sail on a paper-boat

Summer is around the corner
Time to seek for a place
To build a shelter,
For the homecoming queen
A house in a tree bark,
Ten miles away
under moonlit river bank,
To keep her warm and happy
For the rainy days ahead
To build a shed
For gathered grains
From a golden wheat field
To the north from a sweetened creek

I dream to climb a paper-boat
A cruise to set the sail
Amidst the gutsy wind
A paper-boat,folded  from those little hands
With a touch of innocence..

How cannot  it reach the other side of the river?
I just wait for the kid to come,
To fold the paper into a boat

Above all - Jesus, your love

For the failing strength
For the burning emotions
Your Love is the only answer