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"Reflections In The Puddles"
Journal
Sunday, January 03, 2010
>the first post of 2010
ended 2009 at my house with t14peeps coming over.. hope they enjoyed and it wasnt as loud/noisy as last year. does time really makes people weary of each other and the relationship just gets diluted with time? what will the 2010 be for this little class of ours?
and first day of 2010 was at ht house! had a great talk, movie session and some games! it's just great to be able to talk to the batch and see all of em again! and well, lets see what goes in 2010 for us!
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i wanted this year to come so badly, maybe because a new year means a new beginning? even if life just goes on as per normal, you still do the same thing, i guess we have to lie to ourselves at time to make us feel better. to give us hope that life will have a turn for the better. though bad it may be, the last year taught me many things that i never knew, or rather, it made me realize even further that a 1st person and 3rd person point of view is so different. you will find that you do so many "wrong things" when you're in it and only to realise it when it's too late or when it's over.
maybe 2009 was a lesson year and to prepare me for 2010. dont expect too much because the higher you hope, the harder you fall. 2010, im prepared for you.
i guess its time to stop hanging halfway and drop from the bungee rope. because i know you wont be there to pull me up.
Voices
Quotes
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
- Solasura
"Muted Joy"
Words appearing before aquamarine eyes,
Inner warmth awakened.
Coldened heart was melted,
returning to its liquidfied state.
Hopes of rain fallen,
sheltered by feelings.
Flooded everywhere,
but not a single drop here.
Tune rings by the ears,
Emotions being mixed up.
Weak and deplorable,
Just takes the shape of you.
Ensnared by you,
Unintentionally or intentionally,
unable to be freed,
till Reaper's Scythe appears.
Which will appear first, rain or scythe?
"Solitude"
Time flies when words strung out,
numbing the bitter nerve.
Defrostation took place,
Everything seem to be in summer,
From the frosted white fingers,
darkness in the heart,
you brought warmth and light.
Turning upon an unretaliatable liquid.
Just as words strung out once again,
froze all happiness in me.
Bitterness awakened,
Negligible autumn, forver winterness.
Eclipse seems to take place forever.
Light and warmth never took place,
Darkness and chill,
mutated the mind into an unfeeling solid.
When solitude occurs, does anyone bothers?
- Takizawa
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