December 10th, 2009 § 0
i work, i get paid
i sleep, i get sick,
i get old, am to die.
the future comes,
the present goes,
and all past things,
no matter how cherished,
still fade
I laugh, i cry
i love, i smile
i toil, soon die
what’s all is left of life?
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life on earth is not perfect because we die.
whatever achievement you may reach – power, fame, wealth, intelligence, beauty – they all fade.
December 6th, 2009 § 0
I love you.
That sentence has gave me many misadventures. I can only laugh at my teenage years. Saying that word is so intense one needs to gather so much courage to utter. Reciprocation is very much expected that most end up brokenhearted. I was one…
I am at my silver age now and I have already learned the trick – don’t expect something in return. Love is free and there’s just too much to give. It’s a good marketing technique as people get interested with free stuffs. What do I have to lose anyway? I can carefreely say to anyone, “hey, i have love, it’s free, you want?”
There. Buy it. No need to pay.
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The best things in life are free.
December 3rd, 2009 § 0
the cold breeze of December
tried whispering something into my earphone protected ears
the silence is broken
by the early fireworks
the dawn is creeping
and i don’t know how to write my next line…
i lost it. goodbye.