The One…

The One… 

“The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.”

Love for all I know lies deep within our soul.

Magnificently giving me answers to the questions as to why my heart has been beating for 45 years.

An endless search if fate might ever allow me to face my counter part in this
lifetime. For some, their search is over, it could be a person, a place, or a passion making them feel whole.

My ideals almost close to perfection might have been true in novels, in reality, I do not know. Ironically, I still believe, with an undying hope, whether I deny it or not, that those ideals once substantiated will finally give peace and contentment to my restless soul.

God and His universe, is ever kind, is listening, is caring. And for all what it is worth. It gave us a choice as to whom we shall become.

The truth is, there is a strange power that allows us to make true our dreams… And most of the time, God knows all of them, down to the littlest detail.

Regardless of time and distance. Still, with immense sanguine, love is so visceral, always beyond intellect that it remains fluid since it found me.

Finally.

My scars and all.

the one
It is foggy…
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Love is sweeter the second time around…

Men are the simplest people on earth. Contrary to women who are the more complicated species (in my opinion), or would likely to have the tendency to complicate things.

Men are easy to read. They are so transparent. If they’re not. I guess I would doubt it. You just need to prove to them that you love and adore them 100% and only them. And they’ll be contended like a King.

Luckily, I’d like to think that I’ve found mine years ago. I lost him somehow, for some reason or another. And now the same man has found me.

still looking
…As my gaze turn to him again…

I’d like to say that it was meant to be. We were meant to be. Love is sweeter the second time around. Love is boundless. Love is sweet. Love is happiness. and sadness and all that comes in between.

twas always you
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I think I will fall in love with him on the third time, on the fourth time, on the fifth time of forever. He is one of God’s gift to me. And I have accepted this gift from God with all my heart, mind, body and soul.

Whatever happens after this, I do not care. Life itself has always been a risk. And I’d rather love and lost than not love at all.

Lately, I said this out of nowhere:

“Once you found someone who made you smile, laugh, worry, cry, miss, ache, want, crave, funny, care, wait, angry, hungry, thirsty, crazy, happy, contented. Cherish the person. It can only be love.”

I am with all my might to pray and at the same time do my share to make it forever. Having him back, after so many years, is amazingly a living definition of what true love might be all about…nothing beautiful can ever be too late.

Love life and life will always love you back. Stay happy. Regardless of the situation. Everyday. Be happy. Like love, it is a choice. It is a decision. It always has been. Most importantly. Life is short. Stay In Love…  =)

you still do
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The Unfaithful One…

The Unfaithful One

He flapped his broken wings
a hurricane got in my heart
the strongest wind so far
I closed up the windows
to keep out the gusts

I didn’t invite him
i didn’t ask him too
but his words are like angels’
Deceiving, disguised, so true

Now I have to close doors as well
and block the gaps
for broken wings as his
can drag me crushed and sad

I know my wings are strong and free
not even the strongest wind can break me
nor his loathsome ego in my memory.

-wrath of the faithful one-

red death 6
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No Longer A Maybe…

No Longer A Maybe

 

Like a knight in shining armor,

You rescued me from a faux prince,

Seduced me with your clarity,

Glared me with your transparency.

Amazed me with your sincerity.

 

How love is defined by you and me,

Is something we both disagree,

You laid your best plans feeling free,

Dedicating a little garden for me,

In a vast land for all the world to see.

 

Through the years I never thought,

That old love can still be new,

I am your prettiest ace,

And you asked to be my king,

I am your end and I’m your beginning.

 

You started wishing and dreaming,

Thinking and hoping there is always a way,

Meet our ends without blinking,

No buts and ifs, we are here to stay.

 

At the end of the day,

I can finally say,

I’m okay with who I am,

Please God, permit me to stay this way…

 

A home isn’t a place but a person,

And I am note yet home,

I now know why none worked out before.

 

No longer a maybe,

I am so sure,

I will not run out of patience,

Till I find what my soul is longing for.

The Old Me..
The Old Me..

Courtesy of:

http://www.edieandandy.com/2014/01/i-dont-paint-anymore.html

 

The Guy In Blue

THE GUY IN BLUE

Once there was a guy, he is in blue
So blue it reflects in his eyes
Through words that aren’t spoken
Such sadness I felt was true

Is it transcendental
Or ephemeral?
And poignant to know him
To search for the crowd for him

How like a bird search for its mate?
Has gone high and create
A deep longing in its soul
To discover in the end its toll

Like the dexterity of poets
They coat them with honey
Ponderously they recuperate
They hide the pain with money

What will he become?
If he stop and pause at the sight of something gray?
Instead of not stopping and pausing
And push through despite of a puzzle-like trail

The girl in pink is welcoming
There’s a spark of love in her eyes
But the guy in blue stood still
He didn’t stop her and just let her pass by in swings

When chased by another
He was bluer all over
When will he learn and extol
How much love her ageless soul can soar

Second chances we live by our bones
When are we breathing?
If we can no longer hold
A woman’s funny bone

When are we taking chances?
When the world is already cold?
When are we to realize?
Of something so sublime?
That there is nothing ever sweeter,
Than the love of a faithful heart can hold…

guy in blue
I’m okay to wait…