As I hear it...

The melody is the one that comes

From the church organ

Deep from the heart of the bride

Taking graceful steps

In the arms of a proud father

Down the flowered aisle

Towards the waiting, nervous

Happy groom

It is the lively beat

That commands and rises

In all the glory and pride of marching battalions

Coupled with cheers along the streets

Of convicted hope...

It is the one...

That dawns gaily on you

Like the glow of happiness on the face of a child

Tugging a first candy

Like a baby at a mother's bosom...

Asleep...his face, a serenity

Not of a mask

But of one that's felt truly

Envied by grown-ups

Too ignorant

To stop and listen..

Listen to the music

Like a water spider tapping, gliding on a lake

Alighting so very softly

Along with that unheard rhythm

Blanketing awe, peace

Upon its revellers

Stirring emotions deep within

In places thought devoid of

On a ferris wheel ride of joy, sorrow

And amazement

Drawing a smile

Like tomorrow was never there

And you think

What better can any day be...

Of Love and Lovers

"Love at first sight"

Things declared about it,

Are never close to sight,

Till the one lits the light..

Love promises and coaxes,

Of joy, fulfillment and passion,

Never speaks of hoaxes,

So much so that lovers shun cession...

Lovers make fear an enmity,

For with love, comes great courage,

Great conviction, also a naivety,

That to lovers is a relished adage...

Deep inside every lover,

There sleeps the insecurity,

Of the love threatening to waver,

Something to pollute their sweet purity...

We know what they say,

All good things come to an end,

But lovers say,

"Love lives past any end"

Ahh :)

You know, I used to think that I could claim to be a poet only if I wrote like those 18-century (or earlier..) dudes and dudettes.

But then i stumbled upon this book of poems in Mr Mano's, a lecturer in the college I go to, office. I was flipping through it and..it took me at least a week to finally admit that the stuff I was reading were poems..hmm.. :)

I borrowed the book, and about a week and a half later, I returned it after jotting some of them into my journal. Intended to copy the whole book la actually..but well, EXAMS okeh..this was therefore, very da unnecessary..Anyways, Mr Mano lent me another book :) MUCH to my delight~~

Here's one poem that caught my eye:

It's Up To You...

This life is the only one

you're given.

Look for opportunities to grow.

and never be discouraged

in your efforts to do so.

Replace your weaknesses

with positives;

take life's broken pieces

and recreate your dreams.

Never measure the future

by the past;

let yesterday become a memory

and tomorrow a promise.

Begin each day by focusing

on all that is good,

and you'll be in a position

to handle whatever comes along .

Take responsibility for

your actions;

never make excuses

for not being the best

you can be.

If you should slip,

be comforted by the thought

that we all do at times.

Determine your tomorrow

by the choices you make today,

and you'll find yourself living

in joy and triumph.

- Linda E. Knight

Musings

Bubbly, bubbly, bubbly,

Three chants of the word

Almost entices one to feel so

With a light click of the tongue...

I say, "Almost."

Alas, the opposite is much mightier,

Much overwhelming.

Sigh, goes the heart

Ah! Goes the mind

One yearns, the other pushes the damning thought

Away, away, away....

Three chants again...

Would it work some magic?

Any, if I were to attempt as much as to hope?

It is not moroseness I feel...not hopelessness

Not insecurity, even

Though the last may be a folly of truth

This, my dear

Is..

With a smile of an accomplice

Who speaks soundless thinkings,

I say...

"O, you must know.."

To all friends lost...

Friends who could have been
For reasons misunderstood


Or simply lost...


Tear brims on the edge
But never spills


Heart, passions, desires
All hardened into


Reason, aims, needs


Is it all worth rediscovery..
When it is just as hard to move on...


Things said and done
Whomever the witnesses were...

Comprehension would still fail you...



And it vexes me so...