As it goes

Every bits of moments from time to time,

Ale's from a leap to another,

Every beginnings leads thee as it is to another new chapter,

Beginnings are sweet just as how nectar come around,

Knowing you is the best thing that occurred in my story,

Not knowing of what ahead of us.

As how a flower blooms dramatic changes happens,

From a virgin flower bud to a serene crimson red rose,

When things are high up in the air for the both of us,

Often without realizing, intimate feelings bestows on one.

As how a concert starts and ends with a finale,

Things cannot be held in for too long as how a volcano erupts,

Literally the unexplainable heavy feeling that hangs deep inside,

Its just too much to bare anymore and out it goes.

Having too much faith in what we had,

The outcome was a hard slap back to reality,

No more, no more fantasy of exchanging stories of humiliation,

Things are back, to how it was, with nothing to look forward on the next day

But now, its time to move on,

Its hard but i will try with a small step at a day,

One thing that i do not regret is,

The chance of knowing you

As it goes

As how a seedlings turns into a plant,

As how a greeting develops into a bond,

Days passed on as a new layer of cloth is blanket to the warmth of two,

Laughter's and bliss throughout the days,

Hoping for the other to think just as much,

Concern of acceptance whether will it or not,

Nothing can be done to stop the venom from spreading but only hindrance could be done,

Once it strikes everything will be going on its way,

Acquiring an answer whether it be a yes or no,

Yes, life's overjoyed by the second of paths enter-twining as one,

No, one has to go on and adapt of what they used to and not to be,

Either paths, it still boils down to a point that,

I'm glad that i've got to know you in life,

May you fare in what life has to offer.

Bonds to Ribbons

In the realm of unrecorded syllabus of time,
Ticking,ticking,ticking,
Changes occur from time to time,
Uninviting nonetheless unavoidable,
Just as how the soil rumble and crumble into a hollow,
To where blasphemous havoc occur,
Where time continues ticking,
Never-ending flow of sands circulating in the hourglass,
As the inevitable is at its presence,
Adapting as nature flourishes,
May the unrecorded syllabus of time keeps ticking,
So will it pout as to diminishing to mention of

Deprive reminiscence

May or may not the law abides it,
Bells by the countryside ringing along the breeze,
The sound of wave's overlapping one another,
seagull's soaring around every ocean,
Thou as the winds of sorrow surrounds the void,
Evermore the lust groans from its own desire,
Just as a gust to a tempest back to forth,
The wind shall guide you,
Never to look back where the damp resides,
To move,to move,To Move,
Where the growth have halted,
To where it will lead them next.

A mother's touch.

His care towards his mother,
Has open my mind to different angles of point of view,
I have just notice,
How caring can a mother be,
For all the time i have doubted her,
Hate,despise and cursing is the only feeling i have towards her,
He feed her with such care and kindness in his actions,
As the moment carry on the more i witnessed and the more i think,
They may not see it but,
The inside of me is crying as heavy as the clouds's could storm,
On the outside is what remains of me no difference than a stone inside and out,
Time is short on her side,
Do i have enough time to get her to forgive my sins,
I changed after this and another tear breaking moment in my life,
My point of view towards my own mother,
I may not be able to say it in front of you,
But i still love you no matter how much you scold me from now on,
I may hate you but within it there more love where hate comes from,
I will change and be a better man for the sake of my family,
This is not a promise but an oath that i made to myself.

Appreciate.

The hazel blue azure skies,
Staring blankly into it,
The stars glimmers in the vast dark sky,
Such a lovely view by the lakeside,
Under a full moon,

Understanding one's presence,
Whether they're here or not,
Humans are such demanding creature's,
Demanding more than a spoon can carry,

Fragile when one have left them,
Regretting looking your own face in the mirror,
Silhouette of one's shadow,
Pointless looking back now,

Continue life as it is,
Life is a game,
Where not one choice is only availible,
Multiple choices are there,
The correct choices that you make only matters,

Appreciate what you have and what you are given,
Not everyone is born in a silver spoon,
Do not walk the same path as other's who never realise it sooner,
Remember,Appreciate those who are already there for you,
You will regret it sooner or later.

Delusion

I have longed to yearn this,
Searching throughout my days,
Searching,
Venturing myself into a state of no return,
There is no space for regret now,
Trap in this eternal delusion.

A strong sense of narcissism,
There's always someone better,
yes,better,
I just have gone through this countless of times,
How people come and go for me,
It shows that,
Everything is a fact,
yes a fact,everything that you have said to me,
Records keep coming and and being broken every year,
What does that prove,
Everything come and in this world,
Nothing stays.

i've got to stand strong,
It may be sad,
But, everything can be solved... ,
Yes solved... by just... ,
A smile

I must thank you for the times you have been with me,
tears roll down on my cheeks as i think of it,
How i wish things in this world doesn't just,
Goes off my grasp like that.