tHe trAgedy January 22, 2009
Posted by fallinguphill in growth, learning, life, poetry.Tags: life, mystery, questions, tragedy
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LIFE is not a MYSTERY
Every question has an answer
There is no beauty…
Nothing to chase after
LIFE is MISERY
Undeserving for some
Deserving for most
It’s a tragedy
To live life
Never living at all
Cause once you’ve taken your last breath
Memories of you with others
Is all you’ll have left
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Your life has no meaning
Yet living’s a MUST
NigHts sPent In hELL November 17, 2008
Posted by fallinguphill in growth, learning, life, love, nights spent in hell, poetry.Tags: growth, hurt, life, love, pain, poetry, sadness
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3 am
Up again
Mind gets no rest
His presence haunts me
Memories of nights spent in hell
Nothing can erase our past
The things you stole can never be replace
My heart you hurt
Yet your face I can’t escape
My dreams are evaded with nightmares of you
Pain gives no justice to what I feel
This agony is so unreal
Soul torn in two
This is all cause of you
Sweat dripping from my bones
Wake up to darkness
I am all alone
With all that’s left within me
I do not pick up the phone
Though I long to hear you voice
Wishing your arms around me
Silently screaming because I know this will never be
Cursing myself for hoping you come back to me
I close my eyes
Pace my breaths
Pray to God with all I have left
That you are somewhere happy
Though angry at you I ought to be
This emotion never occurred to me
Love Is… November 11, 2008
Posted by fallinguphill in love, poetry, Uncategorized.Tags: love
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Love is like a kiss
After it’s gone, its lingers
Its memories leave a stain
Its presence is always felt
It doesn’t change you
It simply causes you
To realize your greatest potential
Love is like the wind
It is always there
Though you may not see it
With every breath you breathe you know it’s there
It’s right by your side
Caressing your very being
Cooling your soul
Your hair blows in the wind
And you remember love
Love brings no shame
Every kiss
Touch
Caress
It’s a breath waited to be taken for all eternity
A demonstration of what can never be said
Energy not destroyed…but transfered
Don’t let love go
For when its gone
It’s make you feel like you cannot go on
Begging desperately for life to end
In the next life
You’ll remember the sin
Of letting love slip away
Regret will be with you for all of your days
Such torture you must endure
This is your pay back
For love you ignored
GOD’s GREATEST CREATION October 15, 2008
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I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR GOD EVERYWHERE September 13, 2008
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No human mind can understand
Existence evident only through feeling
I feel you all around me
In the wind you guide my spirit a little closer toward you
The sun shines and brightens my day
The trees sway to worship you
The lion roars in honor of thy greatest
Your power is all around me
Your presence is so strong…UNDENIABLE
I can feel u though you are not seen
In the face of a perfect stranger you show yourself to me
Rivers swell up in my eyes
My ♥ has never known such love
You were with me from everlasting
In acts of love I remember your face
Though I constantly fall and hide from thee
Your love I can’t escape
“I lOng tO be fREE” September 6, 2008
Posted by fallinguphill in life, poetry, Uncategorized.Tags: life
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“peace-sign”.photo.thewip.net 06 Sept. 2008. 06. Sept. 2008
I often say “I long to be free” either to my friends or on my away. Some asks what exactly do i mean. They say “you are free”, and most of my buddy list is convinced that i am “crazy”. When i think of freedom i imagine myself doing whatsoever I please. Looking up at the stars in awe of Gods’ greatness, taking deep breaths of clean air, waking up and going to sleep as late as I please. Feeling no worry or anxiety of work in the morning. Not being compelled to kept a meaningless job just so i can pay tuition. All these things keeps us enslaved. Everyday i have off from work is a small taste of freedom, it teases me. I wake the next morning as if just leaving the greatest dream. I was with Freedom, for that one day i was free. I crawl out of my bed, put my childish ideas away and join the others in slavery.
